IC-NRLF 


REMINISCENCES  OF 
JUNIATA   COLLEGE 


REMINISCENCES    OF 
JUNIATA    COLLEGE 


QUARTER    CENTURY 
1876-1(10  i 


BY 

DAVID   EMMERT 

Instructor   in    Art   and    Natural    Sciences 


FORM!  A 


HUNTINGDON,     PA. 

ILLUSTRATED  &  PUBLISHED  BY  THE  AUTHOR 
I9OI 


$>Ira0ant   {Printer? 

J,  HORACE  MCFARLAND  COMPANY 
HARRISBURG    •    PENNSYLVANIA 


CONTENTS 


INTRODUCTORY    i 

AN  APOLOGY     . 5 

THE  BEGINNING 9 

FIRST  IMPRESSIONS 15 

THE  SCHOOL 20 

A  PROPOSITION  OF  CONSOLIDATION 26 

CLUB  LIFE           31 

THE  GERMAN  PROFESSOR 38 

UNDER  THE  SCOURGE 43 

THE  REFUGEES          47 

AN  ENFORCED  VACATION       ,       .       .       .       .       .       .53 

LIFE  OF  THE  EXILES 57 

THE  FORGE  COUNTRY     ....              ...  63 

BEGINNING  LIFE  ON  THE  HILL 73 

EVENTFUL  DAYS 77 

THE  SHADOW  OF  DEATH        .......  80 

THE  MEMORIAL  SERVICE  AND  AFTER        ....  84 

ANNIVERSARY  ADDRESS  OF  PROFESSOR  ZUCK  .       .       .89 

SOME  GOOD  WORK 98 

ENLARGING  THE  BORDERS 102 

THE  FIRST  EDUCATIONAL  MOVEMENTS     .       .       .       .108 

THE  MEN  WHO  MADE  "JUNIATA" 113 

TEACHERS  OF  THE  EARLIER  PERIOD 129 

SOME  FRIENDS  AND  HELPERS 138 

JUNIATA  OF  THE  LATER  DAY — 

Buildings  and  Equipments 148 

Measures  and  Men .154 

THE  MOUNTAINS  ROUND  ABOUT 165 

HUNTINGDON       . 176 

AN  AFTER  WORD 182 

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INTRODUCTORY 

THE  world  admires  the  young  man 
who,  under  adverse  circumstances, 
struggles  up  from  obscurity  to  win 
the  laurels  of  success. 

The  penniless  boy  with  pluck  and  deter- 
mination has  a  large  mortgage  upon  the 
sympathies  of  the  public.  Men  applaud 
and  admire  heroic  deeds  which  they  never 
would  have  had  the  courage  to  perform. 
Oratory  swells  with  the  praises  of  the  men 
who  have  split  rails,  tanned  hides,  and 
driven  mules  on  the  tow-path,  on  the  way 
to  the  White  House ;  but  thousands  who 
never  attained  eminence  have  done  the  same 
things  with  as  much  courage  and  faith- 
fulness. 

The  deeds  of  a  man's  life  become  sig- 
nificant only  after  he  has  won  his  crown. 


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Self-sacrifice  has  no  virtue  except  it  be  for 
a  worthy  purpose,  and  no  effort,  at  what- 
ever cost  it  may  be  made,  can  lay  claim  to 
success  unless  it  embody  principles  and 
ideals  which  shall  lead  on  perpetually  to 
the  development  of  the  highest  things  of 
which  human  life  is  capable. 

It  is  sometimes  said  of  people  that  "they 
builded  better  than  they  knew."  They  may 
have  builded  better  than  the  world  knew  or 
believed,  but  every  honest  workman  knows 
when  he  has  done  his  best.  The  deep 
secret  of  success  is  seldom  known  or 
sought  for  until  an  individual  or  an  in- 
stitution develops  some  distinctive  claim 
to  recognition.  An  institution  is  fortunate 
that  has  a  history.  If  that  history  harmo- 
nizes with  the  purpose  of  those  who  come 
under  its  influence  it  may  be  a  positive 
inspiration.  The  duty  of  presenting  the 
facts  becomes  apparent  when  the  life  of 
the  mother  may  be  magnified  in  the  life 
of  the  children. 

Every  institution  has  its  origin  some- 
where, sometime,  for  some  purpose;  if  it 
prove  worthy  it  will  win  patronage.  If  it  be 


INTRODUCTORY  3 

an  educational  institution,  students  will  come 
and  students  will  go,  with  fluctuations  of 
loyalty  and  enthusiasm,  but  with  no  further 
claim  upon  their  affections  than  springs 
from  the  social  life  of  the  place,  unless  the 


,EGE    CAMPUS 


character-forming  influences  have  their  root 
in  a  strong  personality. 

Concerning  an  institution  we  have  in 
mind,  little  secrets  are  constantly  leaking 
out  which  account  for  success  in  the  face 
of  adverse  circumstances.  As  they  sit  un- 
der the  broad  bower  of  their  educational 


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roof-tree,  some  of  the  students  of  to-day 
may  be  interested  enough  to  inquire  of  its 
early  history.  Some  may  know  when  the 
seed  was  sown ;  some  may  have  learned  of 
the  early  frost  that  cut  off  all  hope  of  life 
for  a  time,  the  subsequent  sprouting  and 
growth,  the  later  storm-twisting  stages  and 
the  pruning  and  lopping  of  branches  until 
the  heart -root  struck  deep  and  the  roof- 
tree  budded,  blossomed,  and  spread  its 
arms,  to  our  supreme  delight. 


AN   APOLOGY 


AM  asked  to  recount  some 
memories  of  the  early  days 
of  Juniata.  In  doing  so  I 
may  have  to  be  more  per- 
sonal than  I  naturally  care 
to  be. 

To  establish  my  right  to  assume  the  role 
of  historian  and  autobiographer  it  may,  first 
of  all,  be  expected  that  I  show  my  relation 
to  the  characters  and  events  of  the  earliest 
days. 

For  a  year  or  two  before  the  institution 
was  founded,  I  was  pleasantly  associated 
with  the  founder,  Professor  Zuck,  while  he 
taught  in  the  high  school  and  I  worked  in 
the  machine  shops  at  Waynesboro,  Pa.  I 
there  learned  that  we  both  traced  our  line 
of  ancestry  to  the  same  great  family  tree. 
But  blood  relationship  had  nothing  to  do 
with  bringing  us  together  in  the  work  to 
which  he  gave  his  life.  It  was  interest  in 
a  common  cause. 


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The  secret  of  my  interest  in  a  school  for 
the  church,  I  here  confess.  It  had  its  spring 
in  the  premature  death  of  a  dear  brother, 
"my  guiding  star,"  a  victim  of  over -study 
and  the  hard  routine  of  college  life.  I 
shared  in  his  disappointment  at  the  failure 
of  a  promising  educational 
enterprise.  And  when  his 
health  and  vigor  suddenly 
declined  and  the  school 
dispersed,  education  was  at 
a  discount  in  our  family. 
So  we  went,  lovers  of  art 
and  things  intellectual,  to 
seek  solace  in  the  tilling 


"BROTHER" 

and     busy    racket    of    an 
industrial  establishment. 

A  few  months  later  I  was  summoned 
home  to  look  upon  his  face  for  the  last 
time  and  take  from  his  dying  lips,  in 
broken  sentences,  his  confession  and  sad 
expression  of  regret  that  all  his  educa- 
tional advantages  had  to  be  sought  for 
outside  the  influence  of  the  church  to 
which  his  heart  inclined.  I  there  resolved 


AN   APOLOGY  7 

that,  be  it  much  or  little,  should  the  oppor- 
tunity ever  come,  I  would  add  my  "mite" 
to  the  establishment  of  an  educational  home 
for  the  children  of  the  people  under  whose 
simple  religious  faith  we  were  reared. 

Late  in  July,  1876,  at  the  close  of  his 
first  "experimental"  term  in  the  new  school 
enterprise  at  Huntingdon,  Professor  Zuck 
surprised  me  in  the  midst  of  the  repair  of 
an  old  threshing  machine  which  nobody 
else  about  the  establishment  would  touch. 
I  was  black  as  an  Ethiopian  and  could  not 
understand  whether  the  apparent  mirth  of 
the  Professor  sprang  so  much  from  the  joy 
of  seeing  me  or  of  witnessing  my  predica- 
ment. I  ventured  to  explain  that  this  was 
not  my  work.  For  was  not  I  a  full-fledged 
"pattern-maker"  —a  sort  of  aristocrat  so 
far  as  trades  and  classes  of  workmen  go? 
He  eased  my  agitation,  if  I  showed  any, 
by  the  commendatory  expression,  "What- 
soever thy  hand  findeth  to  do,  do  with  thy 
might." 

We  talked  school  and  discussed  probable 
future  relations.  We  parted.  In  less  than 
three  weeks  from  that  date  new  duties  were 


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thrust  upon  me  by  the  sudden  death  of  my 
father,  and  it  was  not  until  the  autumn  of 
1877  that  I  was  permitted  to  join  the  noble 
band  of  workers  at  Huntingdon.  What 
I  may  record  from  the  opening  of  the 
school  until  my  coming  (a  little  over  a 
year)  I  have  by  tradition.  What  I  shall 
record  after  that,  to  me,  eventful  date  shall 
be  associated  with  my  own  experience. 

If  this  record  of  incidents  and  experi- 
ences grave  and  comical,  joyful  and  sad, 
shall  lead  any  one  to  understand  better  the 
motives  and  principles  upon  which  Juniata, 
as  it  stands  to-day,  was  founded,  and  the 
spirit  in  which  it  has  gone  forward,  the 
misgivings  with  which  the  author  of  these 
sketches  approaches  his  task  will  be  atoned 
for,  and  the  labor  amply  compensated. 


THE   BEGINNING 


PRIL  17,  1876,  in 
a  small  room  in 
the  second  story 
of  the  "Pilgrim 
building,"  with 
three  students,* 
Prof.  J.  M.  Zuck 
began  what  is  now 
Juniata  College, 
but  then  "The 
Huntingdon  Nor- 
mal School."  Dis- 
couraging as  it 
must  have  been  to 
greet  so  few  on 
that  first  morning, 
we  may  be  assured 
that  the  opening 

was  no  less  devotional  and  the  work  of  the 
day  no  less  conscientiously  done  than  if 
a  score  or  more  had  gathered. 

*Miss  Maggie  Miller  (Mrs.  Campbell),  Miss  Rebecca  Cornelius  (Mrs.  T- 
Wilday  Black),  Mr.  Gains  Brumbaugh  (M.D.). 


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The  surroundings  were  in  keeping  with 
the  humble  spirit  of  the  founder.  The 
little  room,  12  x  16  feet,  with  two  windows 
on  the  south,  through  which  the  soft  light 
sifted  in  under  the  leaves  of  tall  maples 
that  stood  close  on  the  outside;  a  long 
pine  table  in  the  center,  with  three  chairs 
around  it  (there  were  probably  more  on 
that  first  morning  in  anticipation  of  a 
larger  attendance);  plain  pine  shelves, 
holding  the  modest  but  well  -  selected 
library  of  the  teacher;  at  the  far  end  of 
the  room,  and  close  by  it  his  table  with 
checkered  cover  and  large  glass  inkstand; 
above  these,  on  the  wall,  a  map  of  the 
world ;  a  round-backed  arm-chair  with  a 
deerskin  thrown  over  the  back  and  seat, 
and  a  long  blackboard  on  stilts  leaning 
against  the  wall,  completed  the  general 
furnishing.  There  must  have  been  a  stove 
somewhere,  for  April  17  in  this  latitude  chilly 
blasts  still  creep  down  the  mountain  side. 

Into  this  little  compartment,  morning  by 
morning,  gathered  the  band  of  earnest 
workers,  slowly  increasing, —  now  one  and 
another  was  added  as  the  skill  of  the 


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teacher  became  known.  By  the  end  of 
the  session  a  dozen  or  more  were  crowd- 
ing around  the  long  pine  table  and  "the 
star  of  hope"  was  rising. 

A  description  of  the  room  and  its 
equipments  would  be  entirely  incomplete 
without  a  glance  at  the  teacher  —  of  me- 
dium height,  delicate  and  slender  figure, 
limping  gait,  quiet  demeanor,  thoughtful 
look,  lustrous  dark  brown  eyes,  dark  hair 
and  beard,  somewhat  sober  expression  ; 
smiles,  however,  had  a  running  course 
around  his  lips  and  mirth  held  him  to  her 
gentlest  touch.  Wrong -doing  never  re- 
ceived sterner  rebuke  than  his  deepest 
frown,  nor  right  a  brighter  commendation 
than  the  flash  of  his  beaming  eye.  The  spirit 
of  the  teacher  was  born  in  him,  and  his  early 
misfortune  schooled  him  to  the  profession 
to  which  nature  had  already  fitted  him. 

Encouraged  by  his  first  effort,  and  with 
a  firm  faith  in  the  final  success  of  the 
enterprise,  Professor  Zuck  labored  with 
voice  and  pen  through  his  summer  vacation 
to  find  his  reward  in  a  promising  opening 
of  the  Fall  term.  An  additional  room  was 


THE   BEGINNING 


pressed  into  service,  and  by  the  beginning 
of  the  Winter  term  more  extensive  accom- 
modations had  to  be  found.  The  large 
brick  mansard -roofed  house  known  as 
the  Burchinell  Building,  1224  Washington 
street,  was  occupied  in  February,  1877. 
Here,  in  large  and  beautifully  lighted  rooms, 
the  school  blossomed  forth  arid  began  to 
put  on  the  airs  of  a  real  institution. 
Here,  too,  thus  early  were  to  be  found 
students  from 
Maryland,  Vir- 
ginia, West  Vir- 
ginia, Ohio,  In- 
diana, Missouri, 
and  Pennsylvania. 
Each  morning 
the  little  band  re- 
viewed itself  and 
noted  its  increas- 
ing numbers  as  it 
marched  back  to 
the  little  Chapel  in  the  Pilgrim  Building,  a 
block  away,  for  religious  exercises. 

The    Spring   term  opened  with    enlarged 
attendance.      The    duties    had    already    in- 


:  PILGRIM"    BUILDING 


14  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

creased  beyond  the  capacity  and  strength 
of  one  frail  man.  Professor  Zuck  found 
in  his  former  classmate,  Miss  Phebe  W. 
Weakley,  a  valuable  assistant,  and  the  reg- 
ular school  year  closed  with  enthusiasm. 
A  teachers'  session  was  again  conducted 
through  the  summer  for  a  period  of 
six  weeks.  During  this  term,  Prof.  J. 
H.  Brumbaugh,  a  native  of  Huntingdon 
county,  and  a  graduate  of  Millersville  State 
Normal  School,  became  the  strong  right 
arm  of  Professor  Zuck.  The  Summer  ses- 
sion added  much  to  the  reputation  of  the 
school  at  home  and  may  be  regarded  as 
one  of  the  turning  points  in  its  develop- 
ment. It  showed  distinctively  the  influence 
such  an  institution  was  capable  of  wield- 
ing in  the  community  and  demonstrated 
the  purpose  and  energy  of  those  who  were 
engaged  in  its  establishment. 

The  Fall  term  of  1877  opened  with  two 
new  departments, —  Music  and  Art, —  and 
an  attendance  showing  a  large  percentage 
of  increase.  Everything  bade  fair  for  suc- 
cess, and  there  was  talk  of  a  new  building 
somewhere  on  the  hills. 


FIRST   IMPRESSIONS 

MY    first    impressions    of    Huntingdon 
and     the     school    were,  likely,  not 
very  different    from  those   of   hun- 
dreds who   came  later. 

All  the  morning  the  fog  hung  low  along 
the  mountain  tops  as  we  sped  on  over  the 
Broad  Top  railroad  from  Cumberland, 
Maryland.  My  spirit  was  in  much  the 
same  melancholy  mood,  and  the  soft  patter 
of  an  occasional  shower  may  honestly  have 
had  its  counterpart  in  the  dewy  dampness 
of  my  own  eyes,  for  I  was  going  out  into 
a  new  and  untried  field,  with  the  future  a 
blank.  When  the  train  whistled  and  we 
dashed  through  the  cut  beyond  the  river, 
and  the  town  with  its  tall  steeples,  and  the 
great  barren  hills  (one  crowned  with  the 
white  monuments  of  a  cemetery),  all  en- 
is 


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JUNIATA   COLLEGE 


veloped  in  a  soft  mysterious  haze,  burst 
upon  our  view,  I  wished  in  my  heart  of 
hearts  that  I  had  never  heard  the  name  of 
Huntingdon.  I  was,  to  tell  the  truth,  home- 
sick already.  I  stepped  from  the  train,  but 
found  no  reception  commit- 
tee awaiting  me.  I  arranged 
with  the  cabman  for  my 
transfer  to  a  certain  school, 
of  which  he  seemed  to  have 
some  knowledge.  He  set  me 
down  at  the  door  of  a  board- 
ing house,  where  the  cordial 
greeting  of  Professor  Zuck  and  a  good  din- 
ner made  me  feel  at  home  immediately. 

What  a  town  !  Alba  longa  (long  white 
town);  better  mgra  longa  (long  black  town). 
For  West  Huntingdon  stretched  for  a  mile 
or  more  over  a  broad  plateau  and  looked 
as  if  it  had  been  in  the  full  swell  of  a  great 


MIT. 


FIRST   IMPRESSIONS 


boom  sometime  and  had  been  stranded 
by  the  subsidence  of  the  tide.  Here  were 
vacant  lots  innumerable,  with  fences  and 
without,  sign-boards  everywhere:  "This  lot 
for  Sale.  Apply  to—  -";  empty  houses 
many,  and  board-walks  abominable.  The 
streets  were  unpaved  and  muddy.  The  tall 
stacks  of  silent  fac- 
tories told  the  story 
of  industrial  decline. 
Here  and  there  were 
a  few  centers  of  ac- 
tivity. One  of  these 
was  the  Pilgrim , 
later  the  Primitive 
Christian  office. 
The  older  part  of 
the  town  was  somewhat  more  improved, 
but  in  many  places  the  pavements  were 
laid  with  flat  stones.  There  was  no  sewer- 
age system  and  the  streets  were  lighted, 
when  at  all,  by  coal -oil  lamps. 

One  of  the  subjects  of  the  closing  exer- 
cises of  the  preceding  Spring  term  I  had 
observed  was,  "Huntingdon  as  a  Desirable 
Location  for  an  Educational  Institution."  I 


i8  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

began  to  wonder  what  a  speaker  could  find 
to  say  on  the  subject.  The  people  of  the 
town  were  very  cordial,  but  one  was  inclined 
to  question  whether  they  welcomed  him  for 
the  good  they  had  to  give  him  or  because 
"misery  loves  company."  I  soon  learned, 
however,  that  the  good  will  was  of  the 
most  genuine  sort  and  felt  at  home  among 
the  people.  Then  I  began  to  lift  up  my 
head,  and  when  the  mists  had  cleared  away 
what  a  revelation !  Here  were  the  delec- 
table mountains.  Mountains  such  as  I  had 
never  before  taken  time  to  study  and  ad- 
mire, ridges  and  ranges  and  peaks  —  an 
endless  panorama  of  beauty  and  loveliness. 
Then,  when  the  morning  sun  broke  over 
the  eastern  hills  with  a  near  horizon,  the 
golden  light  deluged  the  sky  and  turned 
every  fleeting  cloud  to  flame.  The  sun- 
sets were  no  less  intense,  but  softer  and 
more  varied.  In  the  lowlands  I  had  never 
known  such  color.  The  distant  mountain 
masses  turned  to  deepest  purple,  and  the 
nearer  to  pearly  ash,  with  a  golden  glamour 
over  all.  I  could  now  understand  why  peo- 
ple loved  this  land  and  why  a  quiet  content 


FIRST   IMPRESSIONS  19 

seemed  to  rest  upon  them.  This  was  at 
last  the  environment  my  nature  longed  for, 
and  I  was  thoroughly  at  home.  Dilapi- 
dated houses,  broken  pavements  and  all 
else  sank  from  sight.  My  realm  of  beauty 
was  beyond,  and  these  hills  have  never 
lost  their  charm.  Twenty-five  years  have 
brought  to  few  towns,  outside  of  boom 
centers,  greater  changes  than  to  -  Hunting- 
don. Much  of  its  quaint  picturesqueness 
is  gone.  The  old  canal  with  the  old  locks, 
the  wharves  and  the  queer  warehouses,  Cot- 
tage Grove,  and  the  wooded  banks  of  the 
race  and  river  are  things  of  the  past,  but 
these  old-time  scenes  added  not  a  little  to 
the  attractiveness  of  the  place  in  early  days. 


THE   SCHOOL 

OF  the  school,  there  did  not  at  first 
sight  appear  to  be  much  visible  evi- 
dence. The  students  boarded  in  pri- 
vate families.  A  few  boarded  themselves, 
cooked  in  the  kitchen  of  the  school  build- 
ing and  roomed  on  the  third  floor.  Here 
also  Professor  Zuck  had  his  private  apart- 
ment, while  he  took  his  meals  at  a  boarding 
house  near  by.  It  was  arranged  (and  quite 
agreeably  to  myself)  that  I  should  share 
this  apartment  and  take  my  meals  in  the 
same  way.  So  we  began  housekeeping  to- 
gether on  bare  floors  in  a  room  with  a 
one-hooded  dormer  window.  We  put  down 
a  cheap  carpet  later,  and  that  improved  the 
home  feeling. 

It  soon  became  evident  that  Professor 
Zuck  was  under  great  financial  strain  to 
equip  the  school,  pay  his  teachers  (small 
as  were  their  salaries),  add  to  the  library 
and  supply  apparatus  as  necessity  demanded. 
As  a  matter  of  economy  and  in  the  spirit 


THE    SCHOOL 


21 


of  the  truest  self-sacrifice,  he  proposed  to 
me  that  I  continue  to  take  my  meals  at 
the  boarding  house  according  to  contract, 
and  that  he  would  join  the  club  to  reduce 
personal  expenses.  I  replied  promptly  to 
this,  "Whither  thou  goest,  I  will  go.  What 
is  good  enough  for  you  is  good  enough 
for  me."  And  so  ,  _ 
we  made  appli- 
cation to  the 
"Club,"  which 
Club  became  a 
by-word  in  the 
school  and  sug- 
gests some  of  the 
most  pathetic 
history  of  the 
early  struggle. 

Everything 
seemed  to  call 
for  united  effort 
of  hands  and 
hearts.  There 
was  a  feeling  of  intensity  emanating 


BURCHINELL   HOUSE 
1224  Washington    Street 


from 


some  source  —  I  cannot  even  now  define  it  — 
which  united  the  whole  band  of  students  and 


22  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

teachers  in  a  common  cause.  I  remember 
my  first  Saturday,  and  some  later  ones,  were 
devoted  to  making  a  large  center-table  for 
the  library  (a  very  convenient  and  necessary 
article  of  furniture  it  afterwards  proved  to 
be).  Others  did  one  thing  and  another, 
even  service  the  most  menial,  and  no  one 
ever  thought  of  extra  pay. 

When  the  school  gathered  for  the  open- 
ing, September,  1877,  and  about  sixty  boys 
and  girls  tripped  into  the  apparently  roomy 
house,  it  seemed  real  crowded  and  the  im- 
pression of  the  "bigness"  of  the  institution 
grew. 

There  was  a  snap  and  vim  about  the 
work  that  enlisted  one's  enthusiasm  at  once. 
The  Principal  was  a  close,  hard  worker  and 
an  accomplished  organizer.  Every  one  was 
put  on  his  mettle  to  do  his  best.  A  com- 
mon saying  in  chapel  talks  was,  "We  want 
no  drones  in  this  educational  hive.  If  you 
do  not  care  to  work,  save  your  money  and 
go  home;  your  places  will  be  better  filled 
by  more  worthy  ones,"  etc.  This  policy  has 
been  adhered  to  down  to  the  present  day. 
No  one  has  ever  been  able  to  purchase  a 


THE    SCHOOL  23 

"loafing    place"   in   Juniata   for   money.     It 
is  "work  or  go." 

From  the  beginning,  literary  discipline 
was  made  a  strong  feature  of  the  school. 
Professor  Zuck  was  eminently  practical 
and  aimed  to  bring  out  the  best  in  the 
individual.  There  were  literary  sections  in 
regular  class  work,  and  special  literary  socie- 
ties of  students  under  the  oversight  of 
the  teachers.  Some  may  recall  the  "Irv- 
ing," "Bryant,"  and  Ben  Bowser's  "Eben- 
ezer"  club.  Then  there  was  the  "Eclectic 
Literary  Society,"  which  met  weekly  in 
the  little  Chapel.  The  membership  was 
composed  of  students,  teachers  and  citi- 
zens of  the  town.  The  programs  consisted 
usually  of  orations,  essays,  declamations, 
debates,  and  a  paper.  The  spirit  of  the 
early  sessions  of  that  society  has  never 
been  surpassed  in  its  later  history.  The 
old  "Eclectic  Literary  Society"  will  be 
remembered  by  many  as  the  gymnasium  in 
which  they  developed  the  intellectual  fiber 
for  their  later  successful  work.  The  ladies 
tell  a  story  about  the  organization  of  this 
society  which  is  deserving  of  note.  The 


24  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

call  for  a  preliminary  meeting  to  organize 
a  literary  society  was  made  early  in  the 
first  term  of  the  school.  To  this  meeting 
the  ladies  were  not  invited.  Their  curi- 
osity got  the  better  of  them,  however,  and 
they  gathered  in  the  little  hall  at  the  back 
of  the  Chapel  where  the  meeting  was  be- 
ing held  and  listened  through  the  key- 
hole. There  must  have  been  somewhere 
in  the  preamble  or  resolutions  a  clause 
admitting,  or  at  least  not  excluding  them, 
for  at  the  first  regular  meeting  they  were 
present,  and  proved  their  ability  and  ear- 
nestness by  their  active  interest  from  that 
time  on. 

The  Eclectic  Society  now  survives  in  the 
two  active  societies  of  the  school,  the  Wah- 
neeta  and  the  Oriental,  both  of  which  may 
well  emulate  their  mother. 

Another  impressive  feature  of  the  school 
at  the  time  —  although  attendance  was  vol- 
untary—  was  the  Sunday  afternoon  Bible 
class.  In  a  very  simple  and  plain  way, 
Professor  Zuck  conducted  the  study.  His 
applications  were  pointed  and  impressive, 
and  his  ability  to  set  the  student  think- 


THE    SCHOOL  25 

ing  and  to  draw  out  an  expression  of  his 
thought  was  a  matter  of  remark.  Always, 
at  the  opening  or  close  of  the  class,  a 
short  essay  or  two  was  read  on  some 
subject  pertinent  to  the  lesson,  showing 
the  constant  purpose  of  the  teacher  to  en- 
courage definite  and  intense  thought  and 
to  develop  literary  ability  as  well. 

I  may  conclude  that,  notwithstanding  the 
gloomy  outlook  upon  my  arrival,  my  first 
impressions  of  the  school  quite  exceeded 
my  expectations. 


A    PROPOSITION    OF 
CONSOLIDATION 

^  I  A  H  E  Fall  term  of  1877  progressed 
_i  with  promise  of  encouraging  results. 
The  enthusiasm  of  teachers  and  pu- 
pils afforded  a  fair  test  of  the  permanency 
of  the  work.  There  was  a  buoyant  feeling 
of  hope  among  the  students  and  a  deep 
sense  of  responsibility  among  the  founders 
and  friends  of  the  school.  It  was  a  kind 
of  dream  period  of  the  "what  is  to  be." 
It  was  evident  that  the  school  had  come 
to  stay  and  ere  long  it  would  have  to  be 
provided  with  a  permanent  home.  There 
was  a  quiet  search  for  sites,  and  plans  were 
suggested  for  a  building  when  as  yet  there 
was  not  a  dollar  in  the  treasury.  Even  thus 
early  there  seemed,  at  home  and  abroad,  an 
impression  that  this  movement  was  destined 
to  succeed,  and  when  the  educational  enthu- 
siasm was  suddenly  aroused  in  other  parts, 
the  question  of  the  effect  of  rivalry  and 
the  bare  possibility  of  survival  under  com- 
26 


PROPOSITION   OF  CONSOLIDATION     27 

petition  became  serious.  The  proposition 
of  consolidation  with  a  school  enterprise 
having  promise  of  large  financial  support, 
but  lacking  a  practical  test,  brought  a  pause 
in  all  building  plans  for  a  time. 

Then  came  "an  ambassador''  from  the 
land  of  the  setting  sun — a  man  of  enthu- 
siastic spirit,  good  address,  and  wonderful 
persuasive  power.  He  told  of  the  great 
scheme  to  establish  a  college  of  the  first 
rank;  of  their  purposes  to  equip  and  en- 
dow and  professor  it,  and  start  it  a  boom- 
ing success  at  once.  Why  struggle  through 
the  long,  trying  period  of  experimental  de- 
velopment? Professor  Zuck  was  inclined 
to  the  scriptural  suggestion,  and  the  nat- 
ural order  of  growth,  "First  the  blade,  then 
the  ear,  and  then  the  full  corn  in  the  ear." 
When  the  fair  pictures  and  promises 
seemed  to  fail  of  effect,  the  said  "ambas- 
sador" became  somewhat  impatient  and 
said,  in  a  not  too  brotherly  way,  "Well, 
if  you  do  not  unite  with  us  you  will  be 
swallowed  up."  So  he  departed,  leaving, 
for  a  time,  a  shadow  of  gloom  and  uncer- 
tainty behind  him. 


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JUNIATA   COLLEGE 


The  confidential  talks  of  Professor  Zuck 
indicated  the  fear  he  felt  of  strong  com- 
petition and  the  wavering  faith  he  held  in 
the  possibility  of  raising  the  necessary  funds 
in  the  east.  One  evening,  shortly  after  this 
event,  as  the  shadows  of  twilight  were  deep- 
ening into  night,  I  found  him  sitting  alone 
in  a  recitation-room  in  a  most  melancholy 
mood,  in  one  hand  lightly  holding  his  cane, 
with  the  other  gently  stroking  his  brow- 
a  familiar  attitude  when  in  deep  thought. 
Our  conversation  turned  at  once  upon  the 
question  of  consolidation.  Then  I  thought 
of  an  illustration  —  an  incident  from  life- 
and  for  his  comfort  told  the  story. 

"Far  down  where  the  historic  Antietam, 
leaving  the  broad,  fertile  meadows,  sweeps 
in  a  short  curve  around  a  rocky  bluff,  long 
years  ago  an  honest 
weaver  built  a  little 


PROPOSITION  OF   CONSOLIDATION    29 

mill.  The  site,  lonely  and  even  hard  of 
access,  was  chosen  because  of  the  ease 
with  which  he  could  construct  a  dam  at 
that  point  and  convert  the  quiet  flow  of 
the  stream  into  power.  From  all  the  coun- 
try round  about  came  the  fleeces  of  many 
flocks.  The  business  prospered  and  the 
little  mill  bearing  the  name  of  its  owner 
became  a  household  word  in  the 
community.  A  few  miles  down 
the  creek  a  great  stone  dam  was 
built,  for  industries  now  declin- 
ing. Its  slack  water  reached  back 
nearly  to  the  little  woollen  mill. 
This  dam  was  a  wealth  of  power 
for  manufacturing  purposes. 
Then  some  one  bethought  him 
of  the  little  weaver  up  the  stream.  His 
quiet  industry  had  borne  fruit  and  was  at 
once  the  suggestion  of  a  great  enterprise, 
so  there  was  laid  the  foundation  of  an 
extensive  woollen  mill.  Upon  it  grew  a 
many-storied  structure ;  on  the  top  of  the 
tall  tower,  serving  the  double  purpose  of 
weather-vane  and  emblem  of  trade,  was  the 
gilded  figure  of  a  lamb.  Thousands  of 


30  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

dollars  were  staked  upon  the  enterprise 
and  the  whole  community  dreamed  but  of 
its  success.  The  finest  machinery  was  set, 
the  offices  were  well  furnished,  and  even  a 
great  watch-dog  was  chained  to  his  kennel 
near  the  door.  'But  they  couldn't  get  the 
wool.  The  capital  was  exhausted.  The 
bubble  burst,  and  the  tall  building  stands 
a  silent  monument  to  somebody's  impracti- 
cable idea."  The  Professor  keenly  appre- 
ciated the  moral — It  takes  more  than 
bricks  and  mortar  to  make  a  school.  "We 
will  be  sure  of  the  wool  before  we  build 
the  factory,"  said  he,  and,  breaking  into 
one  of  his  convulsive  fits  of  half  -  sup- 
pressed laughter,  the  clouds  of  despondency 
suddenly  lifted  for  the  night  and  I  never 
heard  him  speak  of  consolidation  again. 


CLUB    LIFE 

THE  experiences  of  the  few  boys  and 
girls  who,  for  purely  economical 
reasons,  had  formed  a  boarding 
club  were  both  pathetic  and  ludi- 
crous. The  club  !  There  were 
really  two  clubs  —  one  of  two  boys  and 
two  girls,  and  the  other  of  one  lonie  boy. 
They  all  cooked  on  the  same  stove  and 
ate  at  the  same  table. 

One  evening  just  before  Professor  Zuck 
and  I  joined  their  number  I  peeped  in,  all 
unobserved,  at  the  window  of  the  little 
back  kitchen.  It  was  supper  time,  and  the 
five  were  seated  around  a  plain  table  with- 
out cover.  The  odor  of  potato  soup,  with 
a  faint  suggestion  that  it  was  scorched, 
came  through  the  window.  What  else  they 
had  would  be  easy  to  enumerate.  At  the 
far  side  of  the  table  sat  a  little  white-headed 
boy  eating  something  out  of  a  tin  cup. 
This  remark,  from  him,  I  overheard:  "Say, 
Ben,  if  you  will  give  me  some  of  your  po- 

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32  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

tato  soup  I  will  give  you  some  of  my  oat- 
meal." "Done!"  said  Ben;  and  right  there 
was  transacted  the  most  primitive  order  of 
commerce — "barter."  They  called  it  "swap- 
ping." The  seriousness  of  the  transaction 
and  its  further  suggestiveness  was  too  much 
for  me,  and  I  made  my  presence  known 
by  a  hearty  laugh,  in  which  they  all  joined. 
The  very  simplicity  of  their  life  and  their 
heroic  fortitude  excited  my  sympathy  and 
admiration,  and  I  was  the  more  anxious  to 
be  one  of  their  number. 

A  few  days  later  a  longer  table  was 
spread  in  the  downstairs  study  room  and 
seven  sat  down  together,  with  Professor 
Zuck  at  the  head.  This  increase  in  num- 
bers necessitated  some  organization.  Ben 
was  elected  steward ;  Levi,  janitor,  and  the 
girls  were  to  do  the  cooking  as  their  con- 
tribution to  general  sustenance. 

The  pro  rata  weekly  assessment  was  very 
low.  The  diet  was  simple,  and  after  a  few 
weeks  became  a  little  monotonous.  Occa- 
sionally there  was  meat.  Molasses  was  al- 
ways abundantly  plenty,  but  the  one  stand- 
ard dish  for  supper  was  a  sort  of  potato 


CLUB   LIFE  33 

soup.  The  girls  would  put  the  potatoes 
on,  about  the  beginning  of  the  last  period 
of  the  day,  and  go  to  class.  On  their 
return  it  was  the  work  of  a  few  moments 


THE    SEVEN    ORPHANS    AND    ONE    MORE 

to  dress  them  with  milk  and  serve.  Invari- 
ably the  soup  was  scorched.  The  taste  we 
got  used  to,  but  even  yet,  when  in  a  rem- 
iniscent mood  on  those  early  days,  the  odor 
of  burnt  potato  soup  comes  back  as  a  prod- 
uct of  the  imagination  to  accent  the  inci- 
dents that  made  those  days  memorable. 


34  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

The  club  came  to  be  a  jolly  band.  Mirth 
was  the  sauce  of  every  meal,  and  what  was 
lacking  in  variety  and  quantity  was  more 
than  made  up  by  good  appetites.  Some 
one  dubbed  us  "The  Seven  Orphans,"  and 
the  name  clung  to  us  long  after  the  club 
had  doubled  its  numbers.  By  common 
consent,  there  was  to  be  no  supper  on 
Sunday  evenings.  The  Sunday  dinners  not 
being  so  elaborate  as  some  of  us  were  used 
to  at  home,  we  could  not  quite  accommo- 
date ourselves  to  this  order  of  abstinence, 
so  we  would  sneak  off  to  the  cellar,  and 
there,  in  that  damp  place,  standing  on 
boards  and  planks,  we  ate  many  a  good 
lunch  of  apple-butter  bread,  and  cold  cab- 
bage. The  friends  of  one  of  the  Ohio 
boys  sent  him  a  barrel  of  delicious  apple- 
butter,  and  while  it  lasted  we  " lived  high." 
For  weeks  the  diet  was  plain  and  simple, 
and  as  Thanksgiving  came  on  there  was 
more  or  less  discussion  as  to  how  we  should 
celebrate  the  day.  It  was  agreed  that  we 
should  have  a  turkey,  and  to  this  end  the 
steward  was  instructed. 

For  days  we  had  seen  men  marching  by 


CLUB   LIFE 


35 


with  guns  on  their  shoulders,  going  towards 
the  hills.  To  us  of  the  lowlands  and  prai- 
ries it  was  a  new  thing  to  hear  of  "turkey 
hunting."  Some  had  never  seen  a  wild  tur- 
key. Now  here  we  were  right  in  the  tur- 
key country.  All  along  the  ridges 
-Warrior,  Piney,  and  Tussey's 
Mountain,  and  the  cliffs  beyond 
the  river  —  we  could  hear  the 
"bang,"  "bang"  of  the  guns.  It 
reminded  me  of  war  times  when 
the  picket  lines  were  close  and 
the  forces  were  marshaling  for  a 
battle.  The  hunters  usually  came 
in  after  dark,  so  we  saw  little  of 
the  game  and  despaired  of  getting 
a  turkey  at  any  price. 

It  seemed  almost  providential  that  the 
day  before  Thanksgiving  a  man  with  a 
rickety  team  drove  up  to  our  door  and 
offered  for  sale,  at  a  reasonable  figure,  a 
fine  young  wild  turkey  hen.  The  steward 
"dickered"  with  him  on  prices,  while  the 
rest  of  us,  intensely  interested  in  the  trans- 
action, peeped  through  the  blinds  on  the 
inside.  As  Ben  paid  him  the  money  and 


36  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

triumphantly  bore  away  the  coveted  game, 
the  man  called  after  him,  "You'll  never 
regret  that  you ' bought  that  turkey!"  and 
neither  did  we.  The  girls  assumed  to  pre- 
pare it  in  a  way  quite  new  to  us. 
Having  in  mind,  no  doubt,  the 
methods  of  doing  up  a  patriarch 
of  the  flock  at  home,  they 
proceeded  in  the  same 
way  with  this  dainty 
young  bird  of  the  forest. 
They  put  it  into  a  pot  to 
boil  to  tenderness,  with  the  in- 
tention of  roasting  it  in  the  oven 
afterwards.  They  cooked  it,  as  they  sup- 
posed, the  required  length  of  time,  and  when 
they  came  to  lift  it  there  was  a  dilemma. 
It  was  almost  ready  to  save  the  carver  all 
further  trouble.  They  called  for  help,  and 
four  persons  with  forks  did  succeed  in 
getting  it  into  the  pan  in  some  semblance 
to  a  typical  roast.  They  applied  the  fill- 
ing and  thrust  it  into  the  oven  to  brown. 
When  the  dinner  bell  rang  our  appetites 
were  sharpened  to  the  most  delicate  keen- 
ness, for  the  hour  was  late.  Of  cranberries 


CLUB  LIFE  37 

and  celery  there  were  none,  but  the  turkey 
was  delicious,  and  the  carver  was  spared 
the  embarrassment  of  struggling  to  find 
the  joints,  for  it  literally  fell  to  pieces. 

To  say  that  we  enjoyed  that  Thanks- 
giving dinner  as  few  others  before  or  since 
is  simple  truth.  There  were  no  fragments 
left  over  for  a  stew  next  day.  The  reflec- 
tion that  intrudes  itself  is  —  the  simple  inci- 
dents that  attend  privation,  self-denial,  and 
even  pain,  rivet  some  of  the  happiest  mem- 
ories of  the  fading  years. 

NOTE. — The  members  of  the  original  club  were:  Miss  Mary  Bowlby,  W.Va. ; 
Miss  Hannah  Cassel,  Pa. ;  B.  F.  Bowser  and  Levi  Stoner,  Ohio;  Joseph  Wells, 
Pa.  Later  were  added  Professor  Zuck  and  the  writer.  William  Beery,  the 
"one  more,"  came  at  the  opening  of  the  winter  term,  1878. 


THE   GERMAN   PROFESSOR 


AS    indicating    the    development    of    the 
/JL     school,    early    in    the    fall    of    1877 
there    came    a   pressing  demand    for 
German.      Professor    Zuck    cast    about    to 
find  a  German  teacher.     His  limited  means 
precluded    a   specialist.     After  some  weeks 
of  patient  inquiry  he  incidentally  learned  of 
a  native  German,  an    accomplished    scholar 
by   reputation,  who   was    stopping   tempor- 
arily among  the  farmers  in  the  valley  a  few 
miles  out.     The  Professor  was  in- 
vited   to    present    himself    with    a 
view    to    an    engagement.      On    a 
certain  day  he  came.     All  horror 
—  a  tramp!     Hair  and  beard  un- 
kempt,   slouched  and    greasy  hat, 
shabby    and    dirty    clothes,    pants 
tucked  into  his  cowhide  boots  and 
a  faded  carpet-sack  grip  under  his 
arm.     The  students  stood  aghast, 
and   even  Professor   Zuck  looked 
HOW  HE  CAME    "sold."      A   private   talk   revealed 

38 


THE   GERMAN   PROFESSOR 


39 


the  fact  that  he  was  not  only  an  accom- 
plished German  scholar,  but  classical  as 
well.  He  was  regarded  as  a  sort  of  uncut 
diamond,  and  we  set  about  with 
a  good  will  to  polish  him.  Pro- 
fessor Zuck  bought  him  a  new 
suit  of  clothes  and  a  pair  of 
shoes;  I  gave  him  a  shirt,  and 
one  of  the  boys  contributed  a 
hat.  I  think  the  barber,  too,  ex- 
ercised his  art  upon  his  shock 
and  bristles,  and  we  initiated  him 
into  the  luxuries  of  the  bath. 
When  he  appeared  again  there 
was  a  wonderful  transformation. 
He  even  seemed  to  have  a  dainty 
and  more  dudish  step,  and  we  all  took  a 
real  pride  in  the  way  in  which  he  was 
brought  out  and  the  evident  satisfaction  he 
felt  in  his  new  attire.  He  was  added  to  the 
"club"  and  given  a  seat  at  Professor  Zuck's 
right  hand,  an  honor  which  we  did  not 
know  he  esteemed  so  highly  until  by  ac- 
cident or  otherwise  some  one  else  slipped 
into  his  place,  and  he  was  moved  down  a 
notch.  He  regarded  this  "demotion"  as  a 


HOW    HE    WAS 


40  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

real  insult  or  an  attempt  to  humiliate  him, 
and  expressed  his  feelings  in  vigorous  lan- 
guage. He  was  soothed  by  being  returned 
to  his  coveted  place. 

A  couple  of  weeks  went  by  and  we 
noticed  a  peculiar  sullenness  in  the  old 
Professor  from  time  to  time.  Some  of  the 
boys  were  mean  enough  to  suggest  that  he 
was  getting  "dry."  To  furnish  beer,  how- 
ever, was  not  a  part  of  the  contract.  The 
girls  of  the  German  class,  about  the  same 
time,  were  observed  to  show  a  particular 
distress  of  countenance,  and  their  eyes  indi- 
cated that  there  was  grief  somewhere  deep 
enough  for  tears.  Then  we  heard  open 
complaints  and  bold  denunciation  of  "the 
old  tyrant,"  and  even  worse  names  were 
given  him.  There  was  a  kind  of  indigna- 
tion meeting  in  the  office  one  day  at 
which  all  the  members  of  the  German  class 
were  present.  Professor  Zuck  heard  their 
plaint  in  his  usual  quiet  way,  and  the  sedate 
Professor  of 'German  was  summoned  into 
his  presence.  What  was  said  in  the  brief 
interview  none  but  the  two  professors  ever 
knew.  Then  the  office  door  suddenly  flew 


THE   GERMAN   PROFESSOR  41 

open,  and  out  came  the  German  professor 
like  a  thunderbolt.  The  students  rushed 
aside;  up  the  stairs  he  went,  three  steps  at 
a  bound;  I  followed  to  see  what  would 
happen.  What  a  scene !  The  old  man 
was  in  a  rage.  He  threw  off  his  shoes  and 
banged  them  into  a  corner;  he  threw  coat 
and  vest  and  hat  all  over  the  room,  and, 
without  taking  time  to  unbutton  his  shirt, 
he  seized  it  at  the  collar  band,  ripped  it 
up  the  back,  and  sent  it  whirling  like  a 
flag  of  truce  across  the  bed.  I 
got  out  and  hastened  down  stairs 
to  warn  those  below  to  clear  the 
track  for  what  was  coming. 
In  a  few  minutes  he  appeared 
clad  in  his  old  duds,  and,  with 
a  jabber  nobody  could  under- 
stand, and  gesticulations  which 
sent  terror  to  the  hearts  of  the 
timid  ones,  he  rushed  down 
the  street  and  disappeared 
from  view  forever.  Professor 
Zuck  was  convulsed  with  laughter,  the  boys 
were  hilarious,  the  girls  clapped  their  hands 
and  hallooed,' "Good-bye!"— "Good,  good!" 


42  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

"We're  glad   he's   gone,"  was  the  universal 
acclaim  of  the  students. 

The  first  period  of  the  afternoon  was 
broken,  but  the  school  settled  down  to 
business,  and  the  chair  of  German  was 
for  the  time  declared  vacant. 


UNDER    THE    SCOURGE 

THE  coming  of  the  Christmas  holi- 
days sent  many  of  the  students  to 
their  homes  —  nearly  all,  however,  with 
the  determination  to  return.  For  some 
weeks  previous,  what  was  thought  to  be 
chicken-pox  prevailed  as  an  epidemic  in  the 
town.  The  unusual  violence  of  the  disease 
awakened  a  suspicion  that  it  might  be  small- 
pox in  mild  form.  The  first  case  occurred 
next  door  to  the  school.  The  little  con- 
valescent, peering  from  the  window  with 
flushed  and  pitted  face  as  we  passed,  excited 
some  fear  at  first;  but  with  her  recovery 
little  more  was  thought  of  the  trouble. 
During  Christmas  week  the  disease  assumed 
a  more  violent  form,  and  the  community 
suddenly  realized  that  they  had  a  genuine 
epidemic  of  smallpox  on  hand.  The  report 
did  not  reach  many  of  the  students  at  their 
homes,  and,  as  the  New  Year  dawned  and 
the  date  of  the  opening  of  the  winter  term 
approached,  they  came  trooping  in.  On  the 

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44  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

way  some  may  have  caught  the  words,  as  I 
did,  on  the  train,—  "Smallpox  at  Hunting- 
don"—  and  heard  the  extravagant  stories  of 
death  and  quarantine.  If  any  one  yielded 
to  the  impulse  to  turn  back  we  did  not  learn 
of  it,  but  to  those  of  us  bearing  responsi- 
bility for  their  care  it  was  a  time  for  courage 
and  trust.  The  sensations  natural  to  one 
set  down  in  a  town  upon  which  a  blighting 
pestilence  had  settled  can  be  better  imag- 
ined than  described.  It  was  not  strange  to 
see  passengers  for  east  and  west  hurrying 
along  with  nervous  and  fidgety  glances  as 
if  expecting  to  see  the  ominous  red  sign 
placarded  on  every  door,  or  feel  the  stern 
hand  of  a  quarantine  officer  upon  them. 

A  friend  awaited  my  arrival,  and  by  the 
shortest  route  we  reached  the  school.  On 
the  way  the  truth  was  known.  The  condi- 
tions were  not  so  bad  as  rumor  had  made 
them,  but  the  situation  was  serious  enough. 
Each  new  arrival  increased  the  concern  and 
anxiety  of  the  faculty.  Strict  orders  as  to 
diet  prevailed  and  disinfectants  were  freely 
distributed.  The  odor  of  carbolic  acid  was 
everywhere.  "The  Club"  issued  orders  for 


UNDER  THE   SCOURGE  45 

molasses  and  sulphur  in  combination  and 
served  it  three  times  a  day  in  liberal  doses. 

In  hope  of  abatement  of  the  scourge,  the 
school  started  and,  for  a  week,  kept  up  a 
rather  disconcerted  order  of  exercises.  One 
red  sign  after  another  appeared, —  above, 
below,  beyond, — and  a  spirit  of  unrest  was 
painfully  manifest ;  but  when  the  wife  of 
one  of  the  students  suddenly  developed 
symptoms  of  the  disease  and  died,  con- 
sternation fell  upon  the  whole  student  body 
and  it  was  found  no  longer  wise  to  attempt 
to  continue. 

It  was  a  time  of  deep  gloom.  Mrs. 
Kendig  was  sadly  borne  away  at  midnight 
to  the  cemetery  on  the  hill,  followed  by 
her  husband  and  a  few  courageous  friends. 
Then  a  quarantine  was  set  upon  the  blighted 
home,  and  the  grief -stricken  father  and 
his  motherless  babe  were  held  prisoners 
under  our  eyes.  Monday  morning  dawned 
damp  and  chilly.  The  gloom  without  was 
not  greater  than  the  gloom  within.  The 
remnant  of  the  school  gathered  in  chapel 
at  an  early  hour.  It  was  a  sad  assembly. 
Before  us  lay  the  possible  abandonment 


46  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

of  the  school  enterprise.  To  each  was  ap- 
parent the  personal  danger  of  contracting 
the  disease  and  carrying  it  to  his  home. 
The  trustful  spirit  of  the  parting  addresses 
laid  the  foundation  of  future  revival,  and 
when  the  students  dispersed  it  was  with 
assurances  that  when  the  danger  was  passed 
they  would  return  to  renew  their  labors 
and  build  again  their  shattered  hopes. 


THE   REFUGEES 


A^TER  all  whose  homes  were  within 
convenient  distance  had  departed, 
there  yet  remained  a  few  boys  and 
girls  from  distant  states  who  were  unde- 
cided in  their  purposes.  To  go  home 
meant,  probably,  never  to  return.  Their 
loyalty  and  courage  kept  the  spark  of 
hope  alive  and  did  much  to  settle  plans 
for  the  future.  The  girls  found  homes 
with  private  families  and  determined  to 
take  chances.  The  boys  did  not  know 
what  to  do. 

Late  in  the  evening  a  melancholy  group, 
with  Professor  Zuck  as  a  center,  sat  in  the 
little  recitation-room  close  by  the  register 
of  the  base-burning  stove  below.  No  one 
was  in  a  hurry  to  get  a  light,  for  the  dark- 
ness and  gloom  suited  the  mood  of  our 
minds.  Professor  Zuck  resolved  to  stand 
by  the  boys,  and  I  resolved  to  stand  by 
him.  There  was  a  quick  rap  on  the  door 
and  Prof.  J.  H.  Brumbaugh  walked  in. 

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48  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

His  breezy  spirit  instantly  revived  us. 
When  one  of  the  boys  brought  in  the 
lamp  there  might  have  been  seen  a  notice- 
able change  of  expression  from  that  which 
we  wore  when  darkness  closed  around  us 
and  our  countenances  faded  from  view. 
We  even  began  to  joke  and  to  put  on,  at 
least,  a  show  of  merriment.  One  plan  after 
another  was  proposed.  The  boys  thought 
of  going  out  among  the  farmers,  but  the 
farmers  were  strictly  boycotting  the  town 
and  it  was  not  likely  that  even  a  dog  from 
Huntingdon  would  be  welcomed  in  their 
midst.  More  in  jest  than  in  earnest  some 
one  said,  "Boys,  let's  go  to  the  mountains!" 
"There!"  said  Professor  Brumbaugh,  "that 
just  suggests  something."  Then  he  told 
us  of  a  place  far  out  in  a  deep  mountain 
gorge—  "The  Forge" — where  there  were 
several  old  houses  in  fair  condition,  one  of 
them  lately  occupied  by  wood-choppers. 

His  description  of  the  place  and  the 
picturesque  surroundings  excited  our  im- 
agination, and  right  there  we  resolved  to 
investigate  its  merits.  Ben  was  appointed 
"to  spy  out  the  Und"  and  the  Professor 


ABBOTT'S    RUN 
A  bit  of  rugged  country 


50  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

volunteered  to  be  his  guide  and  escort. 
The  next  morning  they  took  the  train  for 
Marklesburg,  where  they  procured  horses 
and  rode  across  the  country,  a  distance  of 
five  miles,  into  the  heart  of  the  mountains. 
Late  the  same  evening  they  returned.  Ben 
was  bubbling  over  with  enthusiasm  for  the 
place.  Its  wild  ruggedness  appealed  to  his 
nature-loving  soul  and  his  arguments  were 
irresistible.  Then  there  was  a  bustle  to  get 
ready.  We  decided  to  have  Professor  Zuck 
go  to  his  home.  The  three  boys  were  to 
start  next  morning.  I  was  to  follow  later 
in  the  week,  after  seeing  Professor  Zuck 
off. 

On  my  return  from  the  Christmas  vaca- 
tion, my  mother,  out  of  sympathy  for  our 
spare  living  in  the  "Club,"  had  packed  a 
box  with  sausage,  meats,  fruits  and  delica- 
cies. Its  size  and  weight  barely  admitted  it 
to  the  class  of  baggage.  Its  contents  were 
practically  undisturbed  to  that  date,  and  I 
turned  it  in  as  my  first  contribution  to  the 
commissary  department  of  the  expedition. 
Then  the  boys  discussed  their  skill  as 
cooks  and  an  estimate  was  made  of  the 


THE    REFUGEES  51 

quantities  of  corn  meal,  hominy  and  oat-flake 
that  would  be  needed.  They  were  told 
that  there  was  a  mill  a  few  miles  down 
the  river,  but  the  nearest  store  was  five 
miles  away.  Where  they  would  get  milk 
for  the  oat-flake  was  not  thought  of. 

Standing  on  the  platform  of  the  depot 
next  morning,  might  have  been  seen  the 
same  three  boys,  with  bundles  of  bedding 
and  boxes  of  books  and  provisions,  sug- 
gesting a  camp  of  Hungarians  on  their 
way  to  a  contract.  They  waved  me  a 
good-bye  from  the  rear  platform  of  the 
car  and  bore  away  my  promise  to  join 
them  at  an  early  date.  A  day  or  two 
later,  remembering  their  cheerfulness  and 
touched  by  the  novelty  of  living  in  the 
woods,  I  wrote  them,  according  to  promise, 
to  meet  me  on  a  certain  day  and  train.  I 
put  the  card  in  the  office  and,  returning, 
came  up  the  back  streets.  Here  were 
smallpox  signs  so  thick  that  I  felt  a  sense 
of  horror  that  was  unknown  before,  and 
when  I  reported  my  experience  to  Pro- 
fessor Zuck  his  arguments  were  effective 
in  convincing  me  that  I  had  better  go 


52  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

home  when  he  did.  I  went  back  and  took 
my  card  from  the  office  and  wrote  the  boys 
fully,  as  if  thus  to  console  them  in  their 
disappointment  and  condone  my  apparent 
loss  of  courage. 


AN    ENFORCED   VACATION 

LATE  in  the  week  Professor  Zuck  and 
I  took  a  rather  sorrowful  leave  of 
our  friends  at  Huntingdon  and  set 
our  faces  homeward.  It  seemed  the  only 
thing  to  do,  but  we  suffered  more  keenly 
in  going  than  to  have  settled  down  and 
taken  the  risks  of  remaining  in  the  town. 
My  own  experiences  on  reaching  home  were 
somewhat  amusing,  and  may  serve  to  illus- 
trate the  seriousness  with  which  our  friends 
regarded  the  situation. 

When  I  reached  our  county  town  I  lithely 
stepped  into  the  office  of  a  friend  —  a  phy- 
sician—  not  realizing  how  suspiciously  I 
might  be  regarded  as  coming  from  an  in- 
fected center.  I  evidently  felt  at  ease  in 
being  at  a  safe  distance  from  the  source 
of  danger.  But  the  doctor,  as  I  might  have 

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54  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

readily  understood,  did  not  think  the  same 
way.  I  imagined  he  was  a  little  shy,  and 
somehow  constantly  kept  the  stove  between 
us,  as  we  spread  our  palms  about  its  cheer- 
ful glow.  I  talked  of  wind  and  weather, 
but  he  quickly  turned  the  conversation  to 
smallpox.  "You  are  just  from  Hunting- 
don," he  remarked.  "They  say  hundreds 
of  people  are  down  with  the  disease  out 
there  and  scores  are  dying ! "  I  assured 
him  that  there  was  a  great  deal  of  fiction 
in  the  current  newspaper  reports,  but  my 
presence  as  a  "refugee"  was  ample  proof 
of  a  most  serious  condition.  It  was  night. 
I  expressed  a  desire  to  reach  my  home, 
seven  miles  distant  in  the  country.  "I  will 
give  you  my  horse,"  said  the  doctor  with 
notable  promptness  and  cheerfulness.  He 
gave  the  bell  a  few  vigorous  pulls  and  in 
an  incredibly  short  time  the  horse  was 
prancing  at  the  door.  I  mounted,  and 
paced  out  of  town  at  a  lively  gait.  I  con- 
gratulated myself  upon  my  good  fortune, 
and  felt  extremely  grateful  for  the  favor 
which  saved  me  a  long,  lonely  tramp.  The 
snow  lay  deep  and  glistening  in  the  moon- 


AN   ENFORCED   VACATION  55 

light.  The  air  was  crisp,  but  not  exces- 
sively cold.  The  world  about  and  above 
was  charming  in  its  stillness.  Every  star 
seemed  to  be  on  duty  and  the  moonbeams 
cut  in  sharpest  outline  the  shadow  of  every 
object  on  the  earth's  crystal  cover.  The 
glimmering  lights  here  and  there  from  the 
cottages  and  farmhouses  gave  the  only  sug- 
gestion of  life  to  the  scene. 

I  stopped  on  the  top  of  a  high  hill, 
attracted  by  the  deep  blue  shadow  cast 
by  my  horse,  and  the  beautiful  light  on 
her  neck  and  flanks.  I  dismounted  and 
by  the  long  rein  turned  her  round  and 
round  to  study  the  tone  and  color,  the 
light  and  shade  for  a  picture,  for  I  carried 
in  my  mind  an  impression  of  Landseer's 
"Challenge,"  which  I  resolved  to  paint  dur- 
ing my  enforced  vacation.  Just  then  the 
thought  dawned  upon  me  that  the  prompt- 
ness with  which  this  gentle  and  pretty 
creature  was  put  at  my  disposal  was  to 
get  me  out  of  town  as  quickly  as  possible. 
I  felt  no  less  grateful  to  the  good  doctor, 
nor  did  I  doubt  his  most  generous  motives, 
but  it  set  me  thinking  about  the  perils  to 


56  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

which  we  may  be  exposed  and  the  ease 
with  which  our  unsuspecting  spirits  intrude 
upon  our  most  affectionate  friendships  and 
turn  our  warmest  welcomes  to  dread  and 
fear.  When  I  reached  home  the  door 
was  locked.  The  bright  firelight  flickered 
along  the  wall  and  ceiling  as  I  looked 
through  the  window.  I  set  out  in  quest 
of  my  mother  and  sister  among  the  neigh- 
bors. I  stepped  in  at  the  general  loafing 
place  of  the  village.  As  I  entered,  the 
whole  crowd  suddenly  felt  the  need  of 
fresh  air  and  rushed  out.  I  attempted  to 
be  familiar  and  again  innocently  blundered 
by  proceeding  to  shake  hands  with  old- 
time  friends,  but  all  the  boys  seemed  offish 
and  quite  unnatural.  One  quaint  fellow  said, 
"Say,  I  guess  we'd  better  shake  hands  with 
you  with  a  stick."  Then  my  stupid  senses 
awakened  to  realize  how  unwelcome  a  vis- 
itor I  was,  even  in  my  own  home. 

For  the  prescribed  nine  days  I  lived  in 
seclusion,  suffering  more  from  the  fear  of 
developing  smallpox  than  when  I  was  in 
the  midst  of  the  scourge. 

But  what  of  the  boys  in  the  mountains? 


THE    ORPHANS'   RETREAT 


LIFE   OF  THE   EXILES 

MANY  years  ago,  in  the  rugged 
pass  where  Trough  creek  breaks 
through  the  mountains,  had  been 
built  and  operated  a  forge  and  sawmill. 
The  forge  was  gone.  The  mill  and  sev- 
eral houses  remained.  In  one  of  these 
houses  the  boys  took  up  their  temporary 
abode.  An  old  cook-stove  and  a  few  rude 
bunks,  left  by  the  woodmen,  somewhat 
facilitated  the  matter  of  furnishing.  They 
set  to  work  at  once  to  make  tables  and 

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58  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

chairs.  The  tables  were  constructed  of 
rough  boards  from  the  sawmill.  The  chairs 
were  made  from  the  boughs  of  sycamore 
trees,  entwined  by  laurel 
and  hickory  branches,  which 
made  a  rustic  but  artistic 
effect,  and  substantial  and 
comfortable  seats  withal. 
Above  the  table  was  hung  a 
pretty  wreath  of  laurel  and 
spruce.  The  walls  were  dec- 
orated with  a  looking-glass, 
cheap  pictures  and  book 
shelves,  and  the  whole  interior  was  quite 
home -like  and  cozy.  They  lived  in  the 
upper  story,  probably  from  fear  of  wildcats, 
whose  hideous  cries  were  frequently  heard 
across  the  creek  and  along  the  bluffs. 

In  the  stable  was  an  old  mule,  "Pete," 
and  several  chickens.  These  were  looked 
after  once  a  week  or  oftener  by  the  pro- 
prietor of  the  place.  "Pete"  must  have 
been  glad  of  near  neighbors,  for  his  rack 
was  now  regularly  filled  with  hay  and  the 
chickens  shared  the  fare  of  the  occupants 
of  the  house. 


LIFE   OF  THE    EXILES 


59 


;PETE' 


Fortunately,  the  mail -carrier  passed  sev- 
eral times  a  week.  This  made  life  less 
monotonous  and 
kept  the  boys  in 
communication  with 
the  outside  world. 
They  cut  a  good 
supply  of  wood,  and 
with  the  old  mule 
and  a  dilapidated 
sled  drew  it  to  the  door.  When  their  little 
store  ran  low  they  started  out  to  hunt  pro- 
visions among  the  farmers  down  the  river 
valley.  Reports  had  preceded 
them  and  it  was  generally  believed 
that  they  all  had  the  smallpox. 
Women  and  children  ran  when 
they  saw  them  coming  and  peeped 
at  them  through  the  crevices  of 
partially  open  doors,  or  around 
the  corners  of  the  houses.  The 
men  warned  them  to  keep  at  a 
safe  distance  and  the  dogs  were 
not  admonished  to  be  friendly  at 
all.  It  took  some,  time  to  cultivate  neigh- 
borly relations  and  dissipate  the  fear  of 


60  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

the  country  folk.  They  were  able  to  buy 
bread,  milk,  and  other  necessaries  more 
readily  as  time  went  on,  and  life  passed 
more  smoothly  thereafter. 

Regular  hours  of  study  were  observed, 
and  so,  it  may  be  said,  this  little  upper 
room  in  the  wilderness  is  the  link  that 
unites  the  broken  chain  in  Juniata's  his- 
tory. In  the  intervals  of  study  and  work 
the  boys  explored  the  wild  romantic  region 
round  about.  For  nearly  two  months  they 
were  thus  exiled.  They  sent  out  cheerful 
letters  containing  glowing  descriptions  of 
scenery  according  to  the  powers  of  appre- 
ciation of  the  writer  for  nature's  wildness, 
and  drew  upon  the  sympathies  of  their 
friends  at  the  same  time  by  incidents  and 
reflections,  —  pitiful,  if  not  painful. 

One  day  they  were  surprised  by  a  sled- 
ding party  from  town,  which  came  with 
plenty  of  good  things  for  the  occasion 
and  some  to  spare.  It  may  be  interesting 
to  note  that  here  came  a  youth  betimes  to 
spend  nights  with  the  boys.  He  was  ac- 
quainted with  all  that  rugged  region  and 
led  them  on  to  many  an  excursion  up  the 


LIFE   OF  THE    EXILES 


61 


slippery  glens  and  over  the  mountain  tops. 
His  father  was  owner  of  thousands  of  acres 
of  this  untamed  country  and  many  summer 
days  he  spent  lumbering  hereabouts.  Prob- 


THE    UPPER    ROOM    IN    THE    WILDERNESS 

ably,  he  here,  too,  caught  the  flavor  of 
school  life,  for  when  the  boys  returned  in 
the  early  spring  there  was  one  new  student 
registered  whose  life  from  that  time  for- 
ward has  been  associated  with  the  life  of 
Juniata.  We  called  him  then  "M.  G.,"  but 


62  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

now  everybody  calls  him  "Dr.  M.  G." 
(Brumbaugh). 

Few  tales  of  truer  heroism  in  common 
life  are  recorded  than  that  of  these  boys, 
hundreds  of  miles  from  home,  going  out 
before  the  dark  hand  of  pestilence,  choos- 
ing the  solitude  of  the  mountains  for  a 
refuge,  waiting  for  the  renewal  of  their 
work,  and  preserving  a  nucleus  for  the  re- 
organization of  a  cause  which  to  all  the 
world  seemed  dead. 

Their  names  must  not  be  forgotten;* 
their  example  will  forever  be  an  inspira- 
tion, and  as  the  place  where  they  lived 
has  been,  so  may  it  continue  to  be  the 
Mecca  of  all  Juniata  students. 

Who  has  not  heard  of  the  Forge?  For 
a  long  time  it  was  called  "The  Orphans'  Re- 
treat," because  the  boys  were  members  of 
that  noted  company,  "The  Seven  Orphans" 
of  The  Club. 

*B.  F.  Bowser,  Levi  Stoner,  Wm.  Beery. 


RAYTOVVN    BRANCH    OF   JUNIATA    RIVER 

THE   FORGE   COUNTRY 

WHEN  the  last  smallpox  sign  dis- 
appeared "the  refugees"  returned 
and  the  school  was  reopened.  By 
April  first  all  the  members  of  the  faculty 
were  at  their  posts.  Many  of  the  old  stu- 
dents came  back,  and  a  surprisingly  large 
number  of  new  ones  were  enrolled.  As  if 
to  make  up  for  lost  time,  the  school  exhib- 
ited more  than  usual  spirit.  The  faculty 
was  strengthened  by  the  addition  of  one 
new  member,  whose  department  was  Latin 

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and  Mathematics,  but  whose  division  was 
Botany.  He  was  a  genuine  lover  of  nature, 
and  he  revealed  to  us  in  this  field  the  hid- 
den beauties  of  this  fruitful  region.  The 
influence  of  Professor  Anderson  is  ever  yet 
evident  in  the  active  interest  of  Juniata  stu- 
dents in  the  study  of  nature  in  general  and 
the  study  of  plants  in  particular. 

The  vigorous  revival  of  the  school  after 
such  an  abrupt  suspension  was  a  matter  of 
congratulation,  and  it  was  only  natural  that 
the  boys  who  commanded  so 
much  of  our  sympathy  in  the 
interval  should  be  heroes  in  our 
midst.  We  never  tired  of  their 
stories  of  the  lonely  life  they 
led  in  the  mountains,  and  their 
descriptions  of  the  wonderful 
scenery  around  the  Forge  were 
always  listened  to  with  keenest 
attention.  So,  as  early  as  the 
weather  permitted,  we  organ- 
ized an  excursion  to  make  sketches  and 
verify  the  reports  of  the  place. 

Through  the  kindness  of  friends  we  were 
permitted    to    ride   from   the    little    station 


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across  the  country.  There  were  more  boys 
than  mules,  however,  but  we  quickly  accom- 
modated ourselves  to  the  conditions,  and  a 
queer  cavalcade  it  was  that  filed  through 
the  narrow  passes  and  up  the  gorge  that 
day.  The  way  out  was  full  of  surprises. 
Every  turn  was  a  revelation  of  beauty,  for 
we  traveled  not  the  length  of  the  valleys, 
but  transversely  where  the  stream  had  sev- 
ered the  ranges  of  hills,  leaving  towering 
forest-clad  bluffs  on  either  side.  For  a 
short  distance  we  skirted  the  Raystown 
branch  of  the  Juniata  river,  passing  one 
of  its  most  picturesque  points.  We  were 
shown  the  place  where  a  great  battle  with 
the  Indians  occurred,  and  the  cliff  at  whose 
base  the  remains  of  many  Red  men  were, 
not  long  before,  found  buried.  The  way 
the  boys  gave  vent  to  their  emotions  might 
have  led  one  to  believe  that  the  departed 
spirits  of  the  dead  braves  had  returned. 
We  crossed  the  great  wooden  bridge  under 
the  shadow  of  a  rugged  range,  then  over 
a  narrow  bottom-land  close  by  several  farm- 
houses, and  plunged  at  once  into  the  depth 
of  a  primitive  forest.  Here  grew  most 


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majestic  hemlocks,  whose  boughs  swept  the 
roadside  and  arched  with  their  dark  green 
branches  the  winding  way.  Tall  poplars 
and  other  soft  woods  shot  up  like  arrows 
to  the  height  of  a  hundred  feet  or  more, 


THE    WAY    OUT 


as  if  in  their  struggle  for  existence  to  reach 
a  breathing  space  above.  Dense  tangles  of 
laurel,  rhododendron,  and  low  shrubs  com- 
pletely hedged  the  lower  side  and  hid  from 
view  the  rushing  mountain  stream,  except 
where  the  road  swung  out  around  some 
jutting  cliff  and  was  actually  built  up  from 
the  water's  edge.  We  passed  several  vacant 


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lots  where  stood  the  blackened  remains  of 
some  human  habitation,  and  soon  reached 
the  historic  place.  The  old  houses  were 
there  just  as  described.  The  old  sawmill, 
the  most  picturesque  figure  in  the  land- 
scape, was  still  doing  duty  and  was  sup- 
plied with  power  from  a  queer  log  dam 
not  far  beyond.  Here,  in  this  sheltered 
cove,  the  pioneers  of  the  great  iron  indus- 
try located  a  forge  only  because  of  the 
possibility  of  power,  while  the  iron  was 
brought  from  the  furnaces  some  miles  up 
the  stream  over  roads  even  now  almost  im- 
passable. With  the  decline  of  the  enter- 
prise the  seal  was  set  upon  the  place,  and 
all  that  yet  remained  was  slowly  sinking 
into  ruin  and  decay.  We  could  easily  appre- 
ciate the  fortitude  it  took  to  quit  the  com- 
forts and  associations  of  civilized  life  and, 
in  the  depth  of  winter,  here  take  up  an 
abode.  One  might  well  get  the  impression 
of  being  buried  alive,  in  this  wild  solitude. 
The  only  outlook  is  upward  and  eastward, 
for  here  the  mountains,  towering  to  a  height 
of  two  thousand  feet  or  more,  shut  out  the 
view,  except  where  the  creek  breaks  through 


68  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

and  reveals  "Round  Top,"  a  notable  peak 
miles  away.  This  peak  was  regarded  by 
the  boys  as  a  sort  of  sacred  mountain. 
Often  capped  by  fog  and  mist,  it  caught 
the  first  light  of  the  coming  day  and  re- 
flected the  last  rays  of  the  setting  sun. 
During  their  long  sojourn  it  was  an  object 
of  their  daily  admiration  and  a  prom- 
ise of  brighter  days  to  come. 

The  pure  blue  of  the  sky  —  for  one 
seemed  to  be  looking  from  the  deep 
casement  of  a  window  which  shut  off 
all  surrounding  objects — never  seemed 
so    blue   before.     The    rich    green   of 
pine  and    hemlock  that  crowned    and 
festooned  hill  and  peak,  and  the  merry 
rush  and   gurgle  of  the  stream,  whose 
course  was  one  succession  of  cascades 
through  the  entire  length  of  the  gorge, 
appealed    to    nature-loving    souls    and 
compensated    for   the   loss   of    human 
companionship.     I    could    now   under- 
stand    why     such     cheerful 
messages    floated   out   from 
this    romantic   retreat    when 
the   boys  were   exiled    here. 


LAUREL    RUN 
Where  speckled  trout  flit  like  sunbeams  in  the  crystal   pools 


70  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

To  have  us  appreciate  all  the  charms  of 
the  place  our  guide,  one  of  the  same  boys, 
led  us  across  the  creek  by  the  most  uncer- 
tain footing.  The  current  was  swift  and 
strong.  The  rocks  were  slippery  and 
treacherous,  but  we  bravely  waded  through 
when  a  misstep  might  have  cost  a  life.  At 
the  foot  of  the  highest  peak  we  were  shown 
the  cave  where  ice  is  found  in  midsummer 
and  from  which  a  cool  current  of  air  con- 
stantly flows.  The  lichens  and  liverworts 
clung  to  the  rocks  in  rich  profusion,  and, 
had  we  known  it,  a  genuine  arctic  flora 
might  have  been  found.  A  quick  run  up 
the  stream  brought  us  to  "Wild  Cat"  or 
"Abbott's  Run,"  a  rocky  canon  almost 
terrifying  in  its  wildness.  We  followed 
"Laurel  Run,"  where  speckled  trout  flitted 
like  sunbeams  in  the  crystal  pools,  and  re- 
turning crossed  a  spur  of  the  ridge  and 
entered  a  little  cove,  called  "The  Kettle," 
from  its  peculiar  shape  as  seen  from  the 
cliff  beyond  the  creek.  This  had  once 
been  the  favorite  haunt  of  deer,  and,  even 
at  this  time  they  occasionally  wandered 
hither,  as  the  marks  of  the  huntsmen  indi- 


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cated.  A  rude  ladder  proved  the  treachery 
of  man.  Concealed  amid  the  branches,  he 
awaited  his  victim,  which  he  had 
trained  to  come  for  the  precious 
dole  of  salt  hid  snugly  in  holes 


bored  in  the   base  of   a  neighbor     f  Wi 
ing  tree.  "Shame,  shame,"  we  said, 
as  we  hurried  away. 

The  report  we  brought  back  only  inten- 
sified the  interest  in  the  place,  and  later 
an  excursion  was  organized  by  students  of 
the  school  for  our  first  picnic  at  "The 
Forge."  We  spread  our  lunch  for  seventy 
that  day  at  the  old  sawmill.  Since  that 
time  many  a  pleasant  outing  has  been  held 
there,  and  few  Juniata  students  feel  their 
experience  complete  until  they  have  seen 


72  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

the  much-talked-of  spot.  To  go  once  is 
but  to  desire  the  more  to  go  again.  In 
later  years  we  usually  charter  a  train  and 
go  twelve  miles  south  to  the  little  station 
of  Marklesburg.  The  remainder  of  the 
journey,  five  miles,  is  made  in  farm  wagons. 
The  novelty  of  the  mode  of  travel  and  the 
grandeur  of  the  scenery  animate  the  crowd ; 
and  no  days  in  all  the  history  of  life  at 
Juniata  bear  more  pleasant  memories,  or 
return  health  and  cheerful  spirit  in  larger 
measure,  than  these  vacation  days  in  the 
heart  of  the  mountains. 


RETURNING    FROM    THE    FORGE 


BEGINNING   LIFE   ON   THE 
HILL 

THE  dormant  state  of  the  educational 
enterprise,    like    the    rest    period    in 
a    good    seed,  only  insured    a   more 
vigorous  growth  when  conditions  were  once 
more  favorable. 

The  encouraging  revival  of  the  school 
gave  a  great  impetus  to  the  building  pro- 
ject. Public -spirited  citizens  of  the  town 
generously  donated  a  full  square  of  ground 
in  West  Huntingdon.  The  contract  for 
"Founders'  Hall"  was  let  and  the  work  of 
construction  was  pushed  rapidly  forward. 
The  building  was  not  ready  for  occupancy 
until  April,  1879,  when  we  took  possession, 
broke  home  ties  with  old  associations  and 
came  to  breathe  purer  air  and  command  a 
brighter  outlook  from  the  hill.  When  the 

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JUNIATA   COLLEGE 


first  pick  was  struck  for  the  foundation  of 
this  structure,  in  the  whole  area  of  the 
campus  to  be,  stood  one  lone  stunted 
walnut  tree.  The  soil  was  so  thin  that  not 
a  spear  of  sward-grass  grew  therein.  Insig- 
nificant mosses, 
lichens,  and  such 
plants  as  endure 
severe  drought, 
gave  a  tinge  of 
tawny  green  to 
the  hilltop.  When 
school  opened  in 
the  new  quarters, 
we  were  practi- 
cally in  the  mid- 
dle of  a  plowed 
FOUNDERS  HALL  field.  Fences 

were  not  yet  built  nor  walks  laid  out,  and 
not  a  tree  had  been  set. 

The  students  took  a  deep  interest  in  im- 
proving the  surroundings.  Many  planted 
trees  at  their  own  expense  and  during  the 
weeks  of  the  term  carried  water  to  insure 
their  growth.  The  "Bucket  Brigade"  did 
good  service  in  these  days,  and  the  barren 


BEGINNING   LIFE   ON   THE   HILL        75 

hill  began  to  give  promise  of  the  delight- 
ful verdure  that  has  crowned  it  in  later 
years. 

Some  one  donated  a  few  little  red -maple 
trees  after  it  was  apparently  too  late  to  be 
worth  the  time  required  to  plant  them.  One 
hot  afternoon  I  set  these  with  my  own  hands 
in  front  of  the  tower  and  main  building, 
and  to  my  surprise  every  one  of  them 
grew.  I  have  always  felt  a  deep  interest 
in  this  row  of  trees,  as  indicating  what 
may  be  accomplished  by  care  and  patient 
training  when  conditions  are  unfavorable 
and  the  developing  process  has  been  long 
delayed.  How  like  these  trees  are  many 
of  the  noble  girls  and  boys  who  have 
walked  beneath  their  grateful  shade! 

As  an  extra  touch  in  the  beautification 
of  the  landscape,  one  of  the  boys  rigged 
up  a  fountain  and  supplied  it  with  waste 
water  from  the  pump.  He  built  a  rustic 
fence  around  the  pool,  and  gave  a  great 
frog  full  possession  of  the  place.  For  a 
time,  rana  seemed  quite  contented,  but 
one  night  he  hopped  out  and  disappeared. 
Some  of  the  fellows  suggested  that  he 


76  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

should  have  stayed  to  grow  up  with  the 
institution.  During  those  early  days  the 
temptation  may  have  come  to  others  besides 
the  frog  to  forsake  the  narrow  confines  of 
an  infant  institution  for  a  wider  field. 

One  evening  in  our  rambles  through  the 
woods  we  found  a  pretty  little  elm  tree. 
We  carried  it  home  and  planted  it  beside 
the  frog  pond.  It  took  kindly  to  its  new 
environments  and  flourished  long  after  the 
fountain  had  ceased  to  flow.  It  now  stands 
an  object  of  tender  affection  opposite  the 
corridor  between  Ladies'  and  Oneida  Halls. 


COLLEGE     CHAPEL 

EVENTFUL   DAYS 

WE  moved  into  the  new  building, 
pressing  hard  upon  the  carpenters, 
plasterers  and  painters.  To  help 
matters  along,  some  of  us  who  knew  the 
use  of  tools  quit  the  class-room  some  weeks 
before  the  moving  day  and  turned  carpen- 
ters to  help  complete  the  work  on  time. 
The  transition  from  the  crowded  quarters 
below  to  the  apparently  spacious  building 
towering  above  the  town  was  keenly  appre- 
ciated. Student  life  lost  some  of  its  free- 
dom, but  gained  through  conformity  to 
sterner  rules  and  severer  regulations.  The 


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78  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

whole  school  community  fell  into  a  natural 
family  life,  and  the  foundation  of  success 
was  laid  in  a  genuine  affection  for  the  in- 
stitution and  respect  for  the  administration. 

The  dedication  was  the  first  notable  pub- 
lic event  in  our  new  home.  The  capacity 
of  the  chapel  was  measured  that  day.  On 
the  rostrum  sat  distinguished  visitors  and 
ministers  of  the  town.  It  was  an  inspiring 
occasion  to  founders,  friends,  and  students. 
The  addresses  were  broadly  educational, 
specifically  historical,  and  deeply  prophetic. 

Closely  following  the  dedicatory  exercises 
came  the  celebration  of  the  third  anniversary 
of  the  founding  of  the  school.  A  special 
program  was  rendered,  and  enough  inter- 
est was  found  even  then  in  the  few  years 
of  the  life  of  the  institution  to  justify  some 
striking  historical  references  and  inspire 
eloquence  in  the  orators  of  the  occasion. 
Professor  Zuck  spoke  with  fervor  and  con- 
fidence. To  him  these  three  years  had  been 
full  of  trial  and  peculiar  difficulty,  and  now, 
as  he  laid  down  the  burden  of  a  personal 
responsibility,  to  offer  himself  a  servant  of 
those  who  were  charged  with  the  duty  of 


EVENTFUL  DAYS  79 

administering,  to  the  praise  of  God  and  the 
welfare  of  the  world,  a  work  so  well  begun, 
he  seemed  to  have  a  presentiment  of  the 
end.  In  talking  to  me  one  day  about  the 
past  and  future  of  the  educational  move- 
ment, he  remarked,  "After  all,  probably  the 
most  satisfactory  part  of  any  work  is  its 
beginning."  He  frequently  gave  me  hints 
that  he  regarded  himself  as  a  sort  of 
"John  the  Baptist"-  — only  preparing  the 
way.  Knowing  him  as  intimately  as  I  did, 
every  remark  was  significant.  I  knew  his 
sufferings  as  no  one  else  knew  them.  To 
the  world  he  was  brave  and  courageous, 
but  when  alone  he  could  not  suppress  the 
agony  he  endured  and  his  struggles  with 
his  own  emotions  were  often  painful  to  wit- 
ness. To  me  it  was  no  mystery  that  his 
hopes  had  not  a  wide  horizon.  The  future 
seemed  to  be  cut  off  by  a  shadowy  veil 
that  hung  oppressively  near  him.  To  see 
his  work  firmly  established,  the  school  in 
its  new  home,  was  the  limit  of  the  first 
stage  of  his  ambition,  and  he  rested  his 
spirit  and  awaited  the  coming  of  the  inner 
light. 


THE   SHADOW   OF   DEATH 

WHEN   we    came    to    occupy  the    new 
building,  notwithstanding  the  pre- 
caution  taken   to    dry  the   plaster- 
ing, there  was  much  dampness  in  the  walls. 
There    was     no     general     heating    system. 
Large    stoves    stood    in    the    ends    of    the 
halls,   but   these    did    not  thoroughly  warm 
the  rooms. 

We  insisted  that  Professor  Zuck  have  a 
stove  in  his  own  apartment.  He  resolutely 
declined  all  extra  attention  on  the  ground 
that  he  would  not  have  what  the  rest  of 
us  had  not.  We  thought  his  feeble  state 
of  health  demanded  special  care,  and  all 
were  anxious  to  contribute  to  his  comfort. 
I  was  no  longer  his  "chum,"  but  had  gone 
to  live  in  No.  24  on  the  hall  above,  so  I 
was  not  conscious  of  his  rapid  decline.  I 
saw  him  on  the  campus  for  the  last  time, 
painfully  picking  his  way  over  the  yet  un- 
even surface.  He  was  suffering  from  the 
injury  to  his  hip,  received  in  childhood, 
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THE    SHADOW   OF   DEATH  81 

which  now  appeared  to  be  affecting  his 
spine.  We  attributed  this  almost  complete 
break-down  to  the  extra  stairs  we  were  com- 
pelled to  climb  in  our  new  quarters;  but 
our  worst  fears  were  realized  when  he 
contracted  a  severe  cold,  which  quickly 
developed  into  pneumonia.  For  greater 
quiet  and  better  care  we  tenderly  carried 
him  to  the  home  of  J.  B.  Brumbaugh,  a 
few  squares  away.  Anxiety  now  grew  in- 
tense. For  a  few  days  he  lingered  in  a 
hopeful  state.  Saturday  night  I  watched 
by  his  bedside ;  he  rested  well  but  was 
somewhat  wakeful.  I  must  have  slumbered 
more  than  I  knew,  for  he  twitted  me  in  the 
morning  on  the  sound  sleep  I  had  seemed 
to  enjoy.  To  some  one  he  jocosely  re- 
marked, referring  to  me,  "He  was  a  good 
boy  and  did  not  make  me  any  trouble  all 
night."  His  cheerfulness  flattered  our 
hopes,  and  I  left  him  to  take  charge  of 
the  Sunday  school.  I  gave  an  encourag- 
ing report  to  all  who  pressed  me  for  an 
opinion.  Before  the  conclusion  of  our 
class  exercises,  however,  I  was  sent  for. 
He  was  perspiring  most  profusely  and 


82  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

wanted  me  to  sponge  him  and  change  his 
flannels.  I  only  then  realized  how  exceed- 
ingly weak  he  was.  Withal  he  insisted  that 
as  many  as  possible  go  to  church.  As 
soon  as  services  were  concluded  we  has- 
tened to  his  bedside.  His  condition  was 
now  alarming.  The  physicians  exerted 
every  energy  and  exhausted  every  art  to 
carry  him  over  the  crisis.  We  all  realized 
now  that  we  were  face  to  face  with  death. 
I  sat  holding  his  hand,  when  I  noticed  the 
unmistakable  signs  of  dissolution;  and 
quickly,  almost  stealthily,  his  spirit  took 
its  flight.  He  faded  away  like  a  passing 
shadow  chased  by  the  sunbeams  of  a 
brighter  glory,  and  a  dark  pall  of  sorrow 
settled  upon  the  school,  the  community, 
and  the  outside  world,  so  far  as  his  name 
and  work  was  known. 

Jacob  M.  Zuck  began  life  October  27, 
1846,  and  closed  his  earthly  career  Sunday, 
May  10,  1879.  It  is  hard  to  imagine  a 
greater  calamity  to  any  cause  than  the  loss 
of  its  dominant  spirit,  yet  from  the  ashes 
of  such  leaders  have  grown  works  greater 
than  they  ever  planned  or  their  fancy  pic- 


THE   SHADOW   OF   DEATH  83 

tured.  Of  some  men  it  may  be  said,  they 
accomplish  more  in  their  death  than  in  their 
life,  for  they  have  given  impulse  to  move- 
ments which  the  world  will  augment  by 
force  of  love  for  the  leader. 


THE    PLACE    OF    MANY    BAPTISMS 


THE   MEMORIAL   SERVICE 
AND   AFTER 

THE  body  of  the   lamented    Professor 
was  brought  back  to  rest  for  a  day 
amid  the  scenes  that  he  loved.     His 
aged  father  and  mother,  the  only  near  rel- 
atives present,  mingled  their  tears  with  the 
throng  who  looked  upon    his  pale   face  in 
the    chapel    for    the    last    time    before    we 
carried  him  to  the  city  of  the  dead  on  the 
hill  above  the  town. 

In  the  memorial  service  fitting  tribute 
was  paid  to  his  unassuming  Christian  char- 
acter and  sterling  worth  as  teacher  and 
man ;  but  the  work  he  founded  was  des- 
tined to  be  his  monument,  and  the  tone 
of  the  addresses  was  that  of  hope  rather 
than  despair.  As  a  text  for  the  occasion, 
Elder  James  Quinter  used  the  words,  "The 
Lord  will  prepare  a  sacrifice."  He  said, 
"Some  one  will  take  up  this  work  where 
Professor  Zuck  laid  it  down.  The  seed 

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THE   MEMORIAL   SERVICE  85 

sown  in  faith  and  watered  with  tears  cannot 
fail  of  the  harvest." 

In  the  beautiful  twilight  of  the  day  on 
which  we  laid  Professor  Zuck  away  we 
gathered  on  the  river  bank  to  witness  a 
baptismal  scene.  As  we  walked  homeward 
my  mother,  who  was  then  on  a  visit  to  us, 
said:  "That  boy  (referring  to  a  particular 
one  of  four)  may  some  day  fill  Professor 
Zuck's  place."  The  prophecy  may  have 
had  little  significance,  but  to  the  day  of 
her  death,  fourteen  years  later,  she  clung 
to  the  presentiment,  passing  away  only  a 
short  while  before  the  same  boy,  M.  G. 
Brumbaugh,  was  elected  president  of  the 
institution. 

A  special  memorial  service  was  held 
(June  12)  under  the  auspices  of  the  Eclec- 
tic Literary  Society.  At  that  meeting,  Dr. 
A.  B.  Brumbaugh  delivered  an  address  ap- 
propriately setting  forth  the  influence  of 
the  life  of  the  man.  He  indulged  some 
fancies  on  the  future  of  the  school,  and 
among  other  things  said:  "The  time  will 
come  when  the  influence  of  this  school 
movement  will  be  felt  from  the  Atlantic 


86  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

to  the  Pacific,  and  from  the  Lakes  to  the 
Gulf." 

Some  of  us  thought  these  utterances 
rather  extravagant  and  felt  that  such  a 
prophecy  concerning  so  small  an  institu- 
tion was  almost  ridiculous.  Right  here  I 
am  forced  to  a  confession.  I  happened  to 
be  in  the  editor's  sanctum  as  he  was  pre- 
paring the  copy  of  the  address  for  the 
press.  We  concluded  that  the  closing  sen- 
tence, as  quoted  above,  would  be  an  injury 
to  the  cause  at  the  time,  and  with  sincere 
modesty  we  cut  it  out,  not  consulting  the 
author.  Later  the  office  was  accused  of 
butchering  manuscript.  I  kept  "mum,"  and 
felt  guilty  time  and  again  when  the  matter 
was  referred  to.  At  this  late  date,  I  beg 
pardon  of  my  good  friend,  the  Doctor,  and 
rejoice  that  his  prophecy  has  been  so  abun- 
dantly fulfilled  in  the  long  line  of  Juniata's 
sons  and  daughters  scattered  throughout 
the  length  and  breadth  of  our  own  fair 
land,  upon  India's  sands,  and  the  islands 
of  the  sea. 

Prof..  J.  H.  Brumbaugh  became  principal, 
and  the  first  class  in  the  normal  English 


THE   MEMORIAL   SERVICE  87 

course  was  graduated  July  10,  1879.  Dur- 
ing these  sad  and  eventful  days  a  deep 
seriousness  of  manner  pervaded  the  school 
and  a  loyalty  was  evinced  that  was  truly 
noble  in  the  young 
men  and  women 
gathered  here. 
Some  of  the  boys 
will  remember  the 
little  prayer  meet- 
ings held  down  in 
the  meadow  under 
the  great  elm  trees 
after  the  retiring 
bell  had  rung  and 
the  moon  and  the 
stars  were  silent 
witnesses  of  their 
assemblies.  In  ex- 
pression of  esteem  a  popular  subscription 
was  taken  up  by  the  students  for  the  pur- 
chase of  a  portrait  of  Professor  Zuck.  This 
picture  has  long  hung  on  the  parlor  walls. 
What  Professor  Zuck  may  have  accom- 


THE    FIRST    CLASS* 
(Normal  Department) 


*  Misses  Phebe   R.   Norris,  Linnie  Bosserman   and   Mr.   Gaius  M.   Brum- 
baugh. 


88  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

plished  had  life  and  strength  been  spared 
no  one  can  foresee.  But  to  take  up  the 
thread  of  his  thought  and  develop  the  en- 
terprise which  he  had  merely  begun  was 
no  small  task. 

However  varied  may  have  been  the 
schemes  of  administration  or  uncertain  at 
times  the  outcome  appeared,  there  was  a 
trust  and  reverence  which  always  looked 
to  the  source  of  all  wisdom  for  guidance, 
and  laid  the  cause  continually  upon  the 
altar. 


UNDER    THE    ELM 


ANNIVERSARY  ADDRESS   OF 
PROFESSOR   ZUCK 

THE    following   extracts    and    notes   of 
the    address    delivered    on    the    third 
anniversary  of   the    founding    of   the 
school   were    found    among   the    papers   of 
Professor  Zuck   after  his  death.      The  ad- 
dress was  mainly  extemporaneous   and   the 
topics    for  discussion  as    herein  noted  may 
be  suggestive  of  his  thought  on  the  occa- 
sion. 

Ladies  and  Gentlemen,   Friends   of  Education,    and 

Patrons  of  the  Huntingdon  Normal: 
Could  I  take  you  back  to  the  centennial  year 
and  show  you  the  Huntingdon  Normal  School 
as  it  existed,  or  rather  came  into  existence,  three 
years  ago  this  April  morning,  you  would  certainly 
pardon  me  for  saying  that  we,  who  have  been 
laboring  for  the  last  three  years  to  place  this 
school  on  a  permanent  basis,  have  much  to  en- 
courage us  as  we  meet  here  this  afternoon  to 
dedicate  this  new  chapel  and  building  to  the 
glorious  cause  of  general  education,  and  espe- 
89 


90  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

cially  to  the  better  education  of  the  young  peo- 
ple of  our  own  religious  association.  Those  of 
you  who  know  my  connection  with  the  school 
and  what  that  connection  has  been  from  the 
first  day  until  the  present,  in  sunshine  and  shadow, 
through  evil  as  well  as  good  report, —  those,  I 
say,  who  know  this,  and  know  also  what  a  con- 
flict there  has  been  at  times  between  hope  and 
fear  —  will  not  think  it  strange  that  it  should 
afford  me  no  small  degree  of  pleasure  and  satis- 
faction to  welcome,  in  behalf  of  the  school,  the 
large  and  intelligent  audience  assembled  on  this 
occasion,  and  to  congratulate  the  friends  of  the 
cause  upon  the  many  unmistakable  evidences  of 
the  success  that  has,  under  the  blessings  of 
Providence,  attended  our  humble  efforts  in  the 
educational  field.  In  view  of  our  small  begin- 
ning and  past  history  it  were  more  or  less  than 
human  for  us  not  to  boast  ourselves  a  little  on 
an  occasion  like  this,  yet  we  would  do  it  with 
becoming  modesty,  and  even  with  godly  fear  and 
trembling,  lest  in  our  foolish,  erring  way  we 
should  honor  the  created  more  than  the  Creator. 
I  have  said  that  we  see,  or  at  least  think  we 
see,  much  to  encourage  every  friend  of  the  Breth- 
ren's Normal.  Three  years  ago  this  morning  the 
school  was  called  to  order  in  a  little  12  x  16 
room  in  the  Pilgrim  building,  corner  of  I4th 


ANNIVERSARY   ADDRESS  91 

and  Washington  streets,  then  the  property  of 
Messrs.  H.  B.  and  J.  B.  Brumbaugh,  at  whose 
invitation,  in  connection  with  that  of  Dr.  A.  B. 
Brumbaugh,  who  secured  the  first  pupils  and 
donated  some  equipments,  I  came  here  to  start 
a  school,  hoping  to  open  with  at  least  fifteen 
or  twenty  pupils.  Some  of  you  need  not  be  told 
that  this  reasonable  expectation  was  not  gratified. 
In  those  days  we  always  avoided  telling  curious 
people  how  many  students  we  had,  but  we  have 
grown  more  communicative  and  now  do  not  care 
to  tell  our  friends  in  a  confidential  way  that  al- 
though the  school  was  not  large,  it  contained  on 
the  very  first  day  at  least  one  more  student  than 
anybody  could  count  on  his  thumbs  unless  he 
should  count  one  thumb  twice.  But  we  have 
something  better  to  tell  you,  and  something  that 
cannot  be  said  of  all  schools, — the  school  never 
got  smaller  than  it  was  on  the  first  day — not  at 
least  until  the  smallpox  panic,  and  that  wasn't 
our  fault.  When  the  scabby  foe  invaded  this  com- 
munity a  little  over  a  year  ago  our  school  was  en- 
tirely broken  up,  and  it  was  predicted  by  some  that 
we  would  never  revive,  and  the  best  that  others 
could  say  for  us  was  that  if  the  school  could  survive 
such  a  shock  it  would  no  doubt  live  to  a  good  old 
age.  My  thought  in  the  matter  was  that  if  this 
is  to  be  the  test  then  the  school  will  live.  I  had 


92  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

too  much  faith  in  the  cause,  and  too  much  confi- 
dence in  the  loyalty  of  our  Normal  boys  and  girls, 
to  think  that  anything  short  of  a  general  slaughter 
of  about  all  of  us  could  kill  the  enterprise.  In  the 
Globe  of  January  30,  1878,  our  friend  Tyhurst, 
after  paying  his  last  tribute  of  respect  to  the  glass- 
works, asked  in  a  semi-comic,  doleful  way,  "And 
now  where  is  the  Normal  School?"  I  was  then 
down  in  Franklin  county,  an  invalid  unable  to 
walk  without  two  crutches  and  then  only  at  the 
expense  of  severe  pain,  but  I  am  glad  to  feel  to- 
day that  I  had  too  much  spunk  to  permit  friend 
Tyhurst  to  bury  the  Normal  in  the  same  untimely 
grave  into  which  he  consigned  the  other  enterprise 
alluded  to,  and  I  gave  him  a  bit  of  information  in 
this  style  :  .  .  . 

What  was  said  is  not  a  matter  of  record, 
and  the  memory  of  no  one  is  sufficiently 
clear  to  reproduce  it. 

I  am  pleased  to  state  that  it  was  only  about 
three  weeks  after  the  above  appeared  in  print 
until  we  were  able  to  fulfil  our  promise  and  show 
the  citizens  of  Huntingdon  that  the  Normal  was 
not  dead,  and  did  not  mean  to  die.  Our  Ohio 
boys  returned  from  their  hiding-place  in  the 
mountains,  and  several  of  the  brave  boys  and 


ANNIVERSARY   ADDRESS  93 

girls  returned  from  their  homes,  and  Professor 
Brumbaugh  and  Miss  Weakley  reorganized  the 
school  on  the  2Oth  or  25th  of  February,  and  by 
the  opening  of  the  Spring  session  forty-  seven 
students  were  ready  to  report  the  first  week  — 
before  the  term  closed  seventy  less  one  had  been 
enrolled.  With  the  exception  of  this  break  in 
our  work,  the  school  has  been  steadily  growing 
ever  since  its  small,  discouraging  beginning.  To 
demonstrate  this  more  clearly,  permit  me  to  give 
you  some  facts  and  figures  showing  the  atten- 
dance during  successive  corresponding  terms,  be- 
ginning with  the  Fall  terms. 


zd  yr.                  ?d  yr.  4th  yr. 

Fall  term  ...........  15                  57                  60  .... 

Winter  term  ......      32            Smallpox          55  .... 

Spring  term  .........  13                 45                  69  102 

Teachers'  term  .....    6                 36                 23  .... 

Whole  number  of  different  students  at  end  of 
first  year,  29;  second  year,  117;  third  year,  214; 
up  to  date,  265. 

Only  one  absolute  expulsion  during  the  three 
years. 

Financial  Statement 

Income            Expenses             Loss  Gain 

First  term  .........  $53  95         $81   80         $27  85  ...... 

Second  term  .......    25  oo           22  66          ......  $2  34 

Third  term  ........    65  94           43   28  22  66 

Fourth  term  .......  100  90           49   1  5          ......  51   75 


94  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

Teachers 

First  year   Alone. 

Spring  of  '77 Miss  Weakley  and  pupil  assistant. 

Teachers'  term  of  '77.. Prof.  J.  H.  Brumbaugh. 

Fall  term  of  '77    Profs.  D.  Emrnert  and  J.  C.  Ewing. 

Spring  term  of  '78 Professor  Anderson. 

Last  term Prof.  D.  C.  Flory  and  Wm.  Beery. 

This  term Professors  Say  lor  and  Cotton. 

Faculty  at  present  consists  of  eight  instructors, 
exclusive  of  our  new  instrumental  music  teacher. 

We  remained  in  the  Pilgrim  building  about  a 
year,  owing  to  the  liberality  of  Bro.  H.  B.  Brum- 
baugh, and  as  the  rooms  were  given  free  of  rent, 
or  nearly  so,  we  would  have  remained  longer  had 
not  the  accommodations  proved  utterly  inadequate 
to  meet  the  demands  of  the  growing  school. 
"We  are  too  thick  to  thrive,"  said  the  students; 
and  when  the  next  new  student  came  I  told 
her  that  we  were  full  —  we  were  chuck  full  — 
and  that  she  would  have  to  wait  until  we  could 
secure  other  quarters.  I  spoke  of  renting  the 
Huntingdon  Academy,  a  fine  new  building,  which 
I  was  informed  would  be  placed  at  my  disposal 
if  I  wished  it.  The  brethren,  however,  objected, 
on  the  ground  that  it  would  take  the  students 
too  far  down  town.  I  yielded  to  their  views, 
and  then  the  only  remaining  expedient  seemed 
to  be  to  rent  a  large  brick  dwelling  house  (the 


ANNIVERSARY   ADDRESS  95 

Burchinell  Building) ,  which  stands  about  a  square 
from  the  printing  office,  and  which  then  hap- 
pened to  be  unoccupied  and  for  rent.  In  this 
building  our  school  has  been  quartered  since  Feb- 
ruary, 1877.  By  cramping,  crowding,  and  econo- 
mizing space  it  will  accommodate  about  sixty 
students,  but  not  as  they  ought  to  be  accommo- 
dated. Had  we  more  room  the  students  could 
be  made  more  comfortable,  we  could  teach  larger 
classes,  and  everybody  could  feel  better  and  do 
better  work.  Moreover,  the  building  has  already 
been  filled  almost  to  its  utmost  capacity,  as  last 
summer  we  enrolled  about  forty-five,  and  in  the 
fall  fifty-seven;  and  what  we  were  to  do  with 
all  who  spoke  of  coming  this  next  spring  was  a 
problem  that  I  had  not  yet  fully  ciphered  out, 
unless  we  could  fasten  some  of  them  on  hooks, 
hung  them  out  of  the  windows,  or  perch  them, 
like  so  many  turtle-doves  or  tame  pigeons,  on 
the  roof.  I  was  still  figuring  away  on  this  prob  - 
lem  when  the  smallpox  broke  out  in  town  and 
we  were  compelled  to  suspend  school.  .  .  . 
I  am  confident  that  our  present  building  would 
have  been  entirely  too  small  for  our  school  next 
term,  had  nothing  come  in  the  way,  and  I'm 
not  sure  but  that  it  will  be  too  small  anyhow. 


96  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

Following  the  above  detailed  statements 
in  the  manuscript  are  numerous  notes  and 
memoranda  from  which  Professor  Zuck 
expanded  his  extemporaneous  address,  viz.: 

Allude  to  students  going  and  coming  (small- 
pox) and  to  Mrs  Kendig's  death. 

Allude  to  the  bravery  of  the  fifty  who  returned 
so  soon  after  the  smallpox  scare.  Can  any  other 
school  exhibit  a  prouder  record?  Spirit  of  teach- 
ers and  pupils.  Persevering  efforts  of  Trustees. 
Design  of  the  school.  Aid  from  the  town. 
Expression  of  thanks.  Board  of  Trade.  Liberal 
patronage  and  friendly  press. 

Christian  character  of  the  school  —  healthy 
moral  tone  and  spirit  of  labor — good  feeling  of 
the  people  of  the  town.  Speak  in  behalf  of 
Trustees.  Who? 

Allude  to  help  afforded  a  few  weeks  ago  (re- 
fers to  moving  in  which  the  students  took  an 
active  part).  How  much  superior  to  the  spirit 
manifested  in  some  richly  endowed  schools  and 
colleges. 

When  were  the  dark  days  and  why?  J.  B. 
B.  "Well,  Jacob,  if  there  is  no  hope  at  all  I  guess 
we  must  stop."  Stop!  No!  We  commenced 
this  job  as  an  experiment,  and  we  must  allow  it 
time  to  be  a  fair  test.  What  was  told  me  —  two 


ANNIVERSARY   ADDRESS  97 

or  three  years  before  any  school  of  any  conse- 
quence could  be  collected.  Even  so.  But  what 
are  a  few  years.  How  friends  and  teachers 
looked  at  it.  What  one  of  my  brothers  said, 
"Don't  invest  anything."  Only  had  a  few  hun- 
dred dollars,  a  few  brains  and  an  average  amount 
of  patience.  No  hope  but  a  fair  share  of  faith  — 
faith  and  not  sight  the  lamp  by  which  I  walked. 
Early  history — our  janitor,  errand  boy,  hire- 
ling and  oxteam  (?).  Know  the  ropes. 


SOME   GOOD   WORK 

THE  Sunday  school  transplanted 
from  the  little  Chapel  in  the 
building  where  the  school  started 
sa&:-:  began  a  vigorous  growth  on  the 
hill.  The  students  were  active  and  earnest 
in  all  good  work.  A  particularly  destitute 
family  was  one  day  reported,  and  a  few  of 
their  needs  were  suggested.  The  girls  were 
eager  to  make  clothing,  and  a  committee  of 
boys  was  sent  to  take  necessary  measure- 
ments of  the  children.  The  result  was  a  fine 
lot  of  new  clothing,  which  we  were  pained 
to  see  hopelessly  ruined  within  a  week.  An 
Aid  Society  was  organized  which  for  several 
years  did  much  valuable  service  in  house 
to  house  visitation. 

The  attic  of  the  college  building  was 
strung  with  old  clothing  which  the  stu- 
dents were  glad  to  donate,  and  during  the 
winter  season  it  was  generously  distributed. 
These  zealous  missionaries  gathered  in 
98 


SOME  GOOD   WORK 


99 


many  painfully  destitute  and  neglected 
children.  It  was  no  uncommon  sight  be- 
fore the  opening  service  to  see  in  the 
boiler-room  a  company  undergoing  a  thor- 
ough cleansing  of  hands  and  faces,  and  in 
the  summer  time,  of  feet  as  well.  Some 
of  the  same  children  came  daily  to  the  col- 
lege kitchen  door 
for  fragments  of 
food  from  the 
table.  The  sys- 
tem seemed  to 
develop  a  ten- 
dency to  depen- 
dence, if  not  of 
genuine  pauperism,  so  there  came  a  pro- 
position to  establish  a  "Home"  for  the 
care  of  the  most  needy  ones.  All  sorts 
of  schemes  were  in  mind,  even  to  getting 
possession  of  several  abandoned  houses 
below  the  hill  and  moving  them  to  one 
corner  of  the  campus.  The  formal  step 
to  effect  an  organization  was  taken  at  a 
mid-week  prayer -meeting.  At  this  meet- 
ing it  was  stated  that  there  were  u  twenty 
cents"  in  hand  and  a  promise  of  twenty- 


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JUNIATA   COLLEGE 


five  dollars  towards  the  work.  A  collec- 
tion was  taken  up  and  a  committee  ap- 
pointed to  secure  a  house. 

The  people  of  the  town  heard  of  the 
movement  and  came,  voluntarily,  to  offer 

help,  and  thus 
"The  Home  for 
O  r phan  and 
Friendless  Chil- 
dren," which 
stands  across 
the  street  at  the 
rear  of  the  col- 
lege grounds, 
came  into  existence,  and  for  twenty  years 
has  fulfilled  its  mission  to  the  comfort  and 
joy  of  hundreds  of  poor  children. 

Shall  I  tell  how  we  found  the  first  ma- 
tron for  the  Home?  Well,  she  was  a 
Juniata  student.  One  day  as  I  dismissed 
a  particular  class  she  lingered  to  tell  me 
how  hard  the  struggle  was  to  prepare  for 
a  mission  field,  toward  which  she  was  look- 
ing, in  South  America.  I  encouraged  her 
all  I  could  and  kept  in  mind  her  noble 
purpose.  One  day,  as  the  movement  to 


THE    PRESENT    HOME 


SOME  GOOD   WORK  101 

establish  "The  Home"  was  taking  shape,  I 
remembered  her  words  and  ventured  to  ask 
her  if  she  would  not  like  to  be  a  "mission- 
ary" at  home.  I  explained  the  plan,  and 
she  cheerfully  accepted.  Thus,  under  the 
most  trying  circumstances  through  the 
early  stages  of  the  development  of  the  in- 
stitution, Miss  Carrie  Miller  cared  for  the 
children  until  Professor  Swigart,  perceiving 
her  good  qualities,  persuaded  her  to  change 
her  name  and  undertake  the  management 
of  another  home.  Miss  Miller  was  suc- 
ceeded as  matron  by  Miss  Howe,  who 
afterwards  graduated  in  the  school  and  for 
a  number  of  years  was  a  member  of  the 
faculty.  Mrs.  Ressler,  the  helper  of  both, 
also  at  one  time  cook  in  the  college,  be- 
came matron  and  rounded  out  a  continuous 
service  of  seventeen  years.  These  facts  are 
significant  as  showing  the  attitude  of  the 
students,  teachers  and  friends  of  the  col- 
lege toward  practical  works  of  benevolence 
and  may  serve  to  emphasize  the  duty  of 
young  people  to  be  helpful  to  those  who 
are  in  need,  even  while  they  seek  to  broaden 
their  own  intellectual  outlook. 


FOUNDERS'   AND    LADIES'  HALLS 

ENLARGING   THE   BORDERS 

THE    regular  routine  of  work  was  fol- 
lowed, each   year  adding  a  little   to 
the  reputation  and  patronage  of  the 
school  until  1890,  when  a  large  addition  was 
erected    and    Ladies'     Hall    increased    the 
accommodations  and  made  necessary  other 
desirable  improvements. 

The  Business  department  found  a  home 
on  the  upper  floor  of  this  building  and  the 
Bible  work  was  provided  with  a  special 
room  in  the  second  story,  while  the  office 
was  moved  over  to  No.  89  on  the  same 


102 


ENLARGING  THE   BORDERS  103 

hall.  A  large  room  was  set  apart  for  the 
parlor  and  neatly  furnished  by  the  students. 
This  much-appreciated  luxury  brought  with 
it  some  problems  in  privileges  —  by  whom 
to  be  used,  when,  how  long,  how  often, 
where  to  get  permission,  how  to  keep  the 
other  fellows  out,  etc.  Then  a  new  ap- 
proach to  the  buildings  was  required,  and 
the  diagonal — that  notable  diagonal  walk- 
was  laid  out  and  consecrated  to  the  use  of 
the  ladies  and  the  outside  world. 

Another  era  of  growth  was  entered  upon. 
Students  came  beyond  the  limit  of  accom- 
modations. Everything  was  full  even  to 
the  last  room  in  the  top  of  the  tower.  A 
new  president,  a  new  name,  and  another 
new  building  came  in  quick  succession. 
The  old  charter  was  amended.  The  name 
"Brethren's  Normal  College"  was  set  aside 
for  the  one  all  love  better,  "Juniata."  The 
regular  college  course  was  definitely  organ- 
ized, and  while  the  Normal  English  course 
was  regarded  as  essential  to  the  general  aim 
of  the  school,  the  way  was  opened  for 
development  along  lines  of  higher  learning. 

Students'  Hall  arose  an  object  of  beauty 


104  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

in  the  northwest  area  of  the  campus,  pro- 
viding homes  for  twenty-five  boys,  six  large 
class-rooms,  the  library,  reading-room,  and 
laboratories.  While  all  this  was  going  on 
outside,  there  was  trouble  within.  The 
dining-room  was  becoming  more  and  more 


STUDENTS'  HALL 


crowded;  even  the  opening  of  an  annex — 
the  old  storeroom — did  not  relieve  the  con- 
gestion. The  heating  plant  was  entirely  re- 
constructed. Two  big  boilers  were  placed 
for  the  whole  system  and  the  great  stack 
lifted  its  head  above  the  ridge  line  of 
Ladies'  Hall  and  belched  out  dark  volumes 
of  smoke  in  a  truly  business-like  way. 


ENLARGING   THE   BORDERS  105 

The  foundation  of  Oneida  Hall  was  laid 
late  in  the  fall  of  1897,  and  was  under  roof 
just  as  winter  broke  in  good  earnest  at 
Christmas  time.  Pleasant  rooms  for  ladies 
occupy  the  two  upper  floors  of  the  building, 


ONEIDA     HALL 


while  the  whole  of  the  first  story  is  taken 
up  by  the  dining-room.  The  methods  of 
cooking  were  revolutionized  and  a  steam 
system  was  installed  in  the  basement,  where 
also  are  storerooms,  laundry,  and  the 
dining-room  of  the  helpers. 

Moving  day  came  in  the  middle  of   the 


io6 


JUNIATA   COLLEGE 


middle  week  of  the  Spring  term  of  i 
and  a  jolly  crowd  it  was  that  sat  down 
together  at  the  first  meal  in  the  light  and 
beautiful  hall.  It  was  like  coming  from  a 
dark  cave  into  the  open  light  of  day.  The 
exuberance  of  spirits  in  the  students  could 


DINING    HALL 


well  be  excused  for  the  balance  of  the  term. 
The  contrast  between  1224  Washington 
street  and  this  delightful  home  and  bounti- 
ful fare  few  can  measure  or  fully  appreciate. 
A  striking  fact  about  the  material  develop- 
ment of  this  college  is  that  every  step 
was  taken  under  the  most  pressing  demands 
to  supply  some  particular  need.  Faith  was 


ENLARGING  THE   BORDERS  107 

no  small  element  in  the  whole  movement, 
for  foundations  were  laid,  time  and  again, 
without  a  dollar  toward  the  completion  of 
the  superstructures. 

Another  most  remarkable  matter  is  that 
the  original  scheme  of  building  was  en- 
tirely departed  from  and  each  addition  was 
erected  upon  its  own  specific  plans;  yet 
the  whole  forms  a  more  complete  and  sat- 
isfactory arrangement  than  could  have  been 
foreseen  or  even  hoped  for  upon  the  lim- 
ited area  of  the  original  campus.  Surely 
there  was  hid  in  a  shadow  a  guiding  hand. 


THE    FIRST    EDUCATIONAL 
MOVEMENTS 

^  I  ^HAT  was  a  forlorn  hope  which    Pro- 
JL      fessor   Zuck    led   against   the    strong- 
hold of  a  long -established  prejudice, 
when,  with  the  little  band  of  three  students, 
he    started    a    movement   which,    in    twenty 
years,  revolutionized   the  educational  senti- 
ment of  the  people  for  whom  he  labored. 

For  a  hundred  and  fifty  years  the  face  of 
the  church  was  set  against  u  worldly  wis- 
dom," until  the  hard  lines  seemed  almost 
hopelessly  fixed.  The  development  of  this 
feeling  had  a  logical  basis,  and  may  serve 
as  an  illustration  of  the  effect  of  tendencies 
long  uninterrupted.  The  founders  of  the 
Brethren  (or  Tunker)  church  in  Germany, 
or  at  least  the  society  from  which  they 
sprang,  were  among  the  most  learned  and 
morally  representative  men  in  Europe.  Per- 
secuted by  ecclesiasticism,  driven  to 
America,  they  brought  with  them  the  spirit 
of  progress,  and  at  Germantown,  Pa.,  planted 

108 


THE   FIRST   MOVEMENTS  109 

a  community  that  represented  the  highest 
literary  accomplishments  of  the  colonies  at 
that  time. 

Here  under  the  hand  of  that  scholar  and 
genius  —  Christopher  Sower  —  and  his  im- 
mediate successor,  the  first  Bible,  in  a  Euro- 
pean tongue,  was  published  in  America. 
Here  two -thirds  of  all  the  German  books 
published  in  Pennsylvania  for  the  period 
were  printed,  and  from  the  same  press, 
through  religious  journals,  some  of  the  best 
thought  of  the  time  went  forth.  Here  also 
was  organized  the  first  Sunday  school  in  the 
world  —  forty  years  before  Robert  Raikes. 
In  this  school  were  used  the  cards  with 
Scripture  texts  which  later  came  into  uni- 
versal use.  (A  complete  set  of  these  cards 
is  the  possession  of  Juniata  Library.) 

Persecution  did  not  wholly  cease  upon 
their  leaving  Germany.  In  this  country  the 
clash  of  ideas  went  on  in  milder  form. 
The  little  band  now  increased  by  many  of 
the  common  people  to  whom  they  believed 
the  gospel  was  especially  sent,  and,  holding 
the  educated  clergy  of  the  time  in  large 
measure  responsible  for  their  sufferings, 


no  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

sought  the  solitude  of  the  forest,  and 
hewed  out  their  homes  and  tilled  the  soil 
in  ignorance. of  the  world's  turmoil. 

As  the  great  tide  of  emigration  swept 
across  the  continent,  these  plain  people, 
still  cherishing  their  sentiments  against  an 
educated  ministry,  moved  out  into  the  broad 
fertile  valleys  of  Pennsylvania,  Maryland, 
Virginia,  West  Virginia  and  Ohio.  Their 
honesty,  industry  and  frugality  were  a  part  of 
their  creed.  They  interpreted  the  Scriptures 
in  a  very  literal  way,  and  won  the  respect 
of  the  communities  in  general  by  consistency 
with  their  profession.  Bright  intellects  here 
and  there  appeared  amongst  them,  and  fre- 
quent agitations  of  educational  movements 
occurred,  but  were  quickly  stifled,  for  the 
agricultural  occupation  of  the  people  made 
no  strong  educational  demands  upon  them. 

The  society  did  not  increase  in  its  legiti- 
mate ratio.  The  children  of  later  years, 
hungering  for  educational  advantages  and 
aspiring  to  a  more  intellectual  life,  sought 
these  advantages  where  they  could  be  found. 
And  thus  it  has  come  to  pass  that  some  of 
the  powers  of  other  religious  societies  were 


THE   FIRST   MOVEMENTS  in 

the  gift  of  this,  for  the  premium  of  training 
only.  Others  entered  upon  business  and 
professional  pursuits,  and  settling  in  towns 
and  cities,  which  the  body  of  this  people 
studiously  avoided  as  endangering  their 
simple  habits  and  traditions,  made  other 
alliances.  So  at  the  present  day  it  is  no 
uncommon  thing  to  find  in  certain  centers 
of  population  the  most  representative  peo- 
ple who  point  back,  and  that  with  evident 
satisfaction,  over  the  space  of  a  few  gener- 
ations to  their  "  Tunker  "  ancestors.  They 
can  never  quite  outlive  the  healthy  regard 
they  were  schooled  to  have  for  this  plain, 
honest,  but  comparatively  unlettered  people. 
This  loss  to  the  church  of  its  most 
promising  youth  became  so  marked  in  the 
last  fifty  years  that  most  serious  considera- 
tion was  given  to  the  subject  by  the  most 
intelligent  minds  of  the  fraternity.  A  num- 
ber of  movements  were  started,  which  prom- 
ised fair  for  a  time,  but  from  one  cause  or 
another  failed.  The  first  successful  effort  to 
establish  an  educational  institution  amongst 
this  people  is  the  one  whose  history  I  have 
attempted  here  to  record. 


ii2  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

Following  the  founding  of  the  School 
at  Huntingdon,  came  a  movement  on  a 
larger  scale  at  Ashland,  Ohio,  which  made 
a  fair  start  with  excellent  equipment,  but 
failed  from  causes  hard  to  explain.  Later 
came  Mt.  Morris  College,  Mt.  Morris,  111.; 
Bridgewater  College,  Bridgewater,  Va.;  Mc- 
Pherson  College,  McPherson,  Kan.;  Lords- 
burg,  Cal. ;  North  Manchester,  Ind.;  Platts- 
burg,  Mo. ;  Daleville,  Va. ;  Union  Bridge, 
Md.,  and  Elizabethtown,  Pa. 

All  of  these  institutions,  which  have  pro- 
gressed beyond  the  experimental  stage,  have 
proven  successful.  Many  of  the  graduates 
rank  high  in  scholarly  attainments,  and 
some  have  won  distinguished  recognition. 


THE   MEN  WHO   MADE 
"JUNIATA" 


I 


'N  estimating  the  in- 
fluences  which 
have  counted  for 
the  success  of  Juni- 
ata  College,  so  far  as 
present  attainments 
may  be  called  suc- 
cessful, liberal  credit 
must  be  given  a  few 
men  whose  thought 
conceived  and  whose 
ene  r gy  b  r ought 
about  the  test  of  this 
educational  enter- 
prise. To  go  back 
to  the  very  beginning  of  the  movement 
which  culminated  in  the  establishment  of 
the  institution,  it  becomes  necessary  to  note 
some  significant  facts  which  I  have  been 
permitted  to  glean  from  the  diaries  of  El- 
der H.  B.  Brumbaugh.  As  early  as  1870, 


ELDER    H.   B.   BRUMBAUGH 


JUNIATA   COLLEGE 


H.  B.  and  J.  B.  Brumbaugh  began  the 
publication  of  a  weekly  religious  paper, 
The  Pilgrim,  at  Marklesburg,  Huntingdon 
county,  Pa.  H.  R.  Holsinger,  some  years 
previously,  established  a  similar  publication, 

The  Christian  Family 
Companion,  at  Ty- 
rone, Blair  county, 
Pa.  Both  of  these 
papers  were  advo- 
cates of  higher  ed- 
ucation for  the  fra- 
ternity(the  Brethren 
or  Dunkers)  which 
they  represented. 
March  4,  1871,  a 
conference  was  held 
>  at  Marklesburg  be- 
tween the  publishers 
of  the  two  papers, 
and  the  propriety  of  establishing  a  school 
was  discussed.  A  second  meeting  was  held 
October  19  of  the  same  year,  at  which  were 
present,  besides  the  publishers  referred  to, 
Elders  George  Hanawalt,  John  Spanogle  and 
several  others.  Business  so  far  progressed 


ELDER    J.  B.   BRUMBAUGH 


THE   MEN  WHO   MADE   JUNIATA     115 

at  this  meeting  that  a  number  of  locations 
were  suggested:  Berlin,  Somerset  county, 
McVeytown,  Mifflin  county,  Martinsburg 
and  Tyrone,  Blair  county.  The  editors  of 
the  Pilgrim  were  so  deeply  interested  in  ed- 
ucational matters  that  they  began  at  once 
to  seek  a  location  suitable  both  for  the 
publishing  interests  and  for  a  school.  To 
this  end  they  visited  Mt.  Union  in  1872, 
later  McVeytown  and  Martinsburg.  At  the 
earnest  solicitation  of  Dr.  A.  B.  Brumbaugh, 
who  since  1866  has  been  a  practicing  physi- 
cian in  the  place,  they  were  induced  to  con- 
sider the  advantages  of  Huntingdon.  So 
favorably  was  the  senior  member  of  the 
firm  (H.  B.)  impressed  by  his  study  of  the 
location  that  shortly  afterward  he  had  a 
dream  in  which  he  saw  the  school  full- 
fledged  and  a  large  body  of  students 
marching  down  one  of  the  main  streets. 
When  I  came  in  1877  we  used  to  walk  a 
square  each  morning  from  the  house  at 
1224  Washington  street,  to  the  little  chapel 
in  the  Pilgrim  building.  I  remember  that 
H.  B.  modestly  told  me  one  day  about 
this  dream  and  how  it  seemed  even  then  to 
have  been  fulfilled. 


ii6  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

The  Pilgrim  building  was  erected  in  1872, 
but  the  school  was  at  that  date  a  remote 
possibility.  The  printing  establishment 
became  at  once  a  religious  and  intellectual 
center.  A  large  room,  intended  for  busi- 
ness, was  fitted  up  as  a  chapel.  I  can 
recall  the  requests  that  appeared  in  the 


THE    FIRST    CHAPEL 


Pilgrim  for  aid  in  furnishing  this  room 
and  the  acknowledgment  of  generous  do- 
nations which  followed.  It  is  probably 
out  of  respect  to  old  and  sacred  associa- 
tions that  Professor  Saylor  has  preferred 
these  same  plain  seats  in  Class-room  D  to 
the  later  and  newer  style. 

Various  school   enterprises   were    at    that 


THE   MEN   WHO   MADE   JUNIATA     117 


time  under  way,  but  their  success  was 
doubtful.  It  may  be  said  of  these  men 
that  they  were  not  selfish  as  to  the  loca- 
tion of  the  school  which  should  be  the 
recognized  institution  of  the  fraternity,  for 
they  continually  agitated  the  question,  and 
attended  conferences  to  that  end  without 
pressing  Huntingdon  as  a  possible  site. 
When  all  efforts  seemed  fruitless  and  the 
general  sentiment  of 
the  state  district  of 
the  church  relapsed 
into  cold  indifference 
or  died  in  dread  of 
the  responsibilities 
attending  such  an 
enterprise,  it  was  sug- 
gested that  a  begin- 
ning be  made  in  a 
small  way  in  one  of 
the  rooms  of  the 
printing  office.  This 
suggestion  was  made 
at  an  informal  meeting  at  which  H.  B., 
J.  B.  and  Dr.  A.  B.  Brumbaugh  were  pres- 
ent. The  proposition  met  with  the  unani- 


A.   B.   BRUMBAUGH,  M.D. 


ii8  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

mous  approval  of  the  little  company,  and 
they  resolved  to  go  forward. 

The  first  question  was  a  suitable  man  to 
take  charge  of  the  work.  For  some  time 
previous  to  this  date  J.  B.  had  been  in 
correspondence  with  Prof.  J.  M.  Zuck  in 
regard  to  a  school  and  the  general  educa- 
tional movement.  He  was  convinced  that 
in  Professor  Zuck  they  had  a  man  whose 
scholarly  attainments  would  meet  present 
requirements  and  whose  energetic  and  de- 
termined spirit  would  win  success  if  suc- 
cess were  possible.  With  a  brief  announce- 
ment and  with  no  bray  of  trumpets  the 
work  was  quietly  begun,  and  the  result  is 
manifest. 

Through  all  the  years  these  men  have 
labored  unceasingly ;  giving  of  their  time 
and  means  and  receiving  not  a  farthing  for 
their  services. 

Dr.  A.  B.  Brumbaugh,  in  addition  to 
much  gratuitous  professional  service  ren- 
dered to  the  students,  has  from  the  begin- 
ning lectured  on  health  subjects  and  served 
as  secretary  of  the  Board  of  Trustees. 
J.  B.  Brumbaugh  has  spent  much  time  in 


THE   MEN   WHO   MADE   JUNIATA     119 


the  field  as  solicitor  for  the  school,  and 
since  the  organization  of  the  Bible  depart- 
ment, has  taught  regularly  therein. 

H.  B.  Brumbaugh  has  served  as  presi- 
dent of  the  Board 
of  Trustees  since  its 
organization  in  1878 
and  as  president  of 
the  college  from  the 
death  of  Elder 
Quinter,  1888,  until 
the  election  of  Dr. 
M.  G.  Brumbaugh, 
1894.  He  has  also 
taught  continuously 
in  the  Bible  depart- 
ment. His  cool 
judgment  on  all 
subjects  has  no 
doubt  often  averted 
disaster,  and  his  faith  in  the  ultimate  suc- 
cess of  the  work  has  carried  it  over  many 
a  doubtful  period. 

Upon  the  consolidation  of  the  Pilgrim 
with  the  Primitive  Christian  (formerly  the 
Christian  Family  Companion )  in  the  Fall  of 


ELDER   JAMES    QUINTER 


120  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

1876,  Elder  James  Quinter  removed  with 
his  family  to  Huntingdon  and  at  once 
became  heartily  identified  with  the  school 
work.  About  the  beginning  of  the  Civil 
War  he  himself  had  started  in  Ohio  a  simi- 
lar enterprise  which  bade  fair  for  success, 
but  failed  through  the  general  disturbance 
of  the  times.  After  the  death  of  Professor 
Zuck  Elder  Quinter  became  president  of 
the  institution.  His  high  standing  in  the 
church,  his  nobility  of  character  and  emi- 
nent qualities  of  mind  and  heart  well  fitted 
him  for  the  position  he  was  so  unexpectedly 
called  upon  to  fill.  The  influence  of  his 
life  upon  the  students  who  came  under  his 
administration  cannot  be  estimated.  His 
fine  physique,  hair  of  snowy  whiteness, 
noble  cast  of  feature  and  saintly  bearing 
made  him  a  conspicuous  figure  everywhere. 
He  died  while  uttering  a  prayer,  in  the 
presence  of  a  great  congregation,  at  the 
Annual  Conference  at  North  Manchester, 
Ind.,  May  19,  1888,  and  so  came  the  second 
great  loss  of  a  great  spirit  in  the  cause  of 
Christian  education  at  large,  and  the  build- 
ing of  Juniata  College  in  particular. 


THE   MEN   WHO   MADE   JUNIATA     121 

Following  this  group  of  men,  whose  busi- 
ness interests  lay  entirely  outside  of  the 
school,  came  another  set,  whose  relation  to 
it  as  teachers  intensified  their  interest  in 
this  particular  work.  Upon  them  fell  the 
responsibility  of  working  out  the  problems 
of  discipline  and  shaping  the  policy  of  the 
institution.  With  salaries  too  meager  to 
mention,  they  turned  aside  from  lucrative 
positions  and  devoted  themselves  to  a  cause 
whose  future  offered  no  substantial  reward. 
In  them  was  found  the  strange  anomaly  of 
teachers  serving  as  trustees  of  the  institu- 
tion that  employed  them,  and  as  directors 
of  its  general  affairs.  The  excuse  for  this 
condition  was  in  the  particular  necessity  for 
local  representation  in  the  administrative 
body,  and  the  willingness  to  serve  in  this 
dual  relation  was  but  a  proof  of  their  gen- 
eral devotion  to  the  cause.  There  were  no 
personal  ends  to  be  served.  Everything 
centered  in  the  school. 

First,  in  this  list  of  teachers,  trustees  and 
general  administrators,  is  Prof.  J.  H.  Brum- 
baugh, the  oldest  living  member  of  the 
faculty  in  point  of  service.  Upon  the  death 


122  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

of  Professor  Zuck,  he  became  principal,  and 
served  in  that  capacity  almost  continuously 
until  1894.  When  it  is  remembered  that 
these  years  covered  the  most  critical  period 
in  the  history  of  the  educational  work  of 

the  denomination,  a 
period  when  the 
schools  were  on  trial, 
when  favorable  senti- 
ment was  unorgan- 
ized and  criticism 
was  ranging  with 
loose  rein,  the  diffi- 
culties of  his  position 
can  be  imagined. 
People  will  honor 
and,  perchance,  tip 
their  hats  to  the  full- 

PROF.  J.  H.   BRUMBAUGH  ...       . 

grown    man,    if    he 

show  character ;  they  will  fondle  and  caress 
the  little  child  because  it  is  weak  and  help- 
less and  tender;  but  who  cares  for  the 
growing  boy  or  the  gawky  youth?  He  is 
just  stretching  out  in  increasing  proportions. 
He  is  growing,  but  has  not  attained  sym- 
metry. He  has  the  consciousness  of  his 


THE    MEN   WHO   MADE   JUNIATA     123 

own  lack  of  prestige  and  cannot  range  him- 
self in  the  ranks  of  men,  however  strong  he 
may  feel.  Prof.  J.  H.  Brumbaugh's  admin- 
istration covered  this  youthful  period  and 
ended  at  the  point  when  the  young  institu- 
tion attained  its  majority,  made  its  bow  to 
the  world,  changed 
its  name,  enlarged 
its  equipment  and 
s  t  ood  up  to  be 
counted  as  a  college 
among  the  colleges. 
With  the  removal 
of  the  school  to  the 
new  building  in  the 
spring  of  1879,  came 
several  additions  to 
the  faculty.  Among  PROF-  J°SEPH  E-  SAYLOR 

these  was  Prof.  Joseph  E.  Saylor,  teacher  of 
mathematics  and  an  all-around  scholar.  He 
took  so  kindly  and  earnestly  to  the  work 
that  it  was  not  long  until  it  was  felt  that  he 
was  an  essential  part  of  the  administration. 
He  broke  his  term  of  service  long  enough 
to  complete  his  classical  course  at  Ursinus 
College.  Since  that  time  he  has  labored 


124  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

uninterruptedly.  His  devotion  to  duty,  his 
conscientiousness  in  every  matter  of  detail, 
and  the  thorough  work  of  his  department, 
gives  him  a  standing  among  the  students 
which  he  well  deserves.  He  has  long  been 
secretary  of  the  faculty,  and  since  1888  has 
been  a  member  of  the  Board  of  Trustees. 
He  stood  the  recognized  head  of  the 
"Bachelor's  Club,"  until  August,  1900, 
when  he  fell  under  Cupid's  dart  and  joined 
the  honorable  body  of  benedicts. 

Early  in  1877  there  came  as  clerk  to  the 
publishing  house  a  young  man,  boyish  in 
appearance  and  slight  of  figure.  They  said 
he  was  a  preacher,  but  he  didn't  like  to 
preach.  Some  time  in  the  fall,  after  school 
opened,  he  arose  timidly  behind  the  little 
pulpit  in  the  old  Chapel.  He  preached. 
No  one  now  remembers  the  text,  but  no 
one  slept  during  that  evening.  Thence- 
forth all  recognized  him  as  a  preacher  in- 
deed. We  were  told  of  how  he  struggled 
for  an  education,  and  how  as  a  little  boy  he 
led  his  blind  father  around  the  country 
selling  pins  and  needles  for  daily  bread. 
By  and  by  there  came  a  time  when  there 


THE   MEN   WHO   MADE   JUNIATA     125 

was  need  of  more  help  in  the  faculty  and 
more  moral  strength  in  the  administration. 
Then  the  Publishing  Company,  with  its 
usual  generosity,  surrendered  their  clerk, 
and  so  W.  J.  Swigart  was  added  to  the 
faculty  of  the  school.  Of  the  work  of 
Professor  Swigart  as  preacher,  teacher,  trus- 
tee and  treasurer  of 
the  institution,  it  is 
scarcely  necessary  to 
speak.  To  all  stu- 
dents and  interested 
friends  it  is  well 
known.  His  life  has 
been  bound  up  in  the 
life  of  the  school,  and 
of  him,  if  of  any  one, 
it  may  be  said,  "He  is 
wedded  to  the  work." 
Prof.  William  Beery 

,  .  PROF.  W.  J.  SWIGART 

the  sweet  singer,  was 

one  of  the  boys  who  took  refuge  in  the 
mountains  during  the  smallpox  scare.  He 
taught  music  during  his  student  days,  and 
since  his  graduation,  in  1882  (with  some 
interruption  in  which  he  prepared  more 


126 


JUNIATA   COLLEGE 


fully  for  his  profession),  he  has  had  charge 
of  that  department. 

Of  the  writer,  it  is  not  necessary  to  speak, 
except  to  note  that  he  is  next  to  the  oldest 

member  of  the  fac- 
ulty in  point  of  ser- 
vice. He  has  acted 
as  trustee  since  1887. 
In  1883  he  relin- 
quished his  position 
as  a  teacher,  and  for 
the  next  ten  years  de- 
voted himself  to  the 
organization  and  ad- 
ministration  of 
"Homes"  for  the 
care  of  poor  chil- 
dren. Since  1893  his 
service  has  been  uninterrupted. 

Last,  but  not  least,  as  one  of  the  younger 
men,  came  Martin  G.  Brumbaugh,  a  grad- 
uate of  the  English  Department  (class  of 
1885),  a  teacher  in  the  school  for  a  brief 
period,  county  superintendent  for  six  years, 
teacher  again,  then  absent  on  leave  for 
study^in  Harvard  and  University  of  Penn- 


PROF.  WM.   BEERY 


THE   MEN  WHO   MADE   JUNIATA     127 


sylvania,  elected  President  of  Juniata  Col- 
lege in  1894,  Professor  of  Pedagogy  in 
University  of  Pennsylvania,  Commissioner 
of  Education  to  Porto  Rico,  and  contin- 
uously trustee  of  Juniata  College  since 
1890.  What  he  has  done  to  inspire  the 
work,  to  broaden  the  outlook  and  to  extend 
the  scope  and  influ- 
ence of  the  school  is 
unwritten  history. 
Struggling  up  from 
the  position  of  a  poor 
boy  in  a  country  vil- 
lage to  be  recognized 
as  one  of  the  leading 
educators  of  the  na- 
tion, he  stands  as  a 
worthy  example  to 
aspiring  youth.  His 
interest  in  the  school  is  attested  by  many 
especial  gifts,  the  most  noteworthy  of  which 
is  the  famous  Cassel  Library  of  27,000  titles. 
Of  all  these  men  it  may  be  truly  said  that 
they  wrought  with  singleness  of  purpose. 
Their  ideas  did  not  always  coincide,  but 
there  was  always  that  deference  for  each 


DR.  M.  G.   BRUMBAUGH 


iz8  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

other's  views  which  precluded  factions,  the 
bane  of  institutions. 

When  it  is  considered  that  what  Juniata 
now  is,  it  has  become  without  great  endow- 
ments or  gifts,  but  by  the  economical  ad. 
ministration  of  its  finances,  and  the  early 
sacrifices  of  teachers  and  others,  and  that, 
in  the  erection  of  buildings  and  the  ex- 
tension of  grounds,  a  few  of  the  trustees 
made  themselves  repeatedly  liable  for 
large  amounts  of  money,  the  true  spirit  of 
the  work  may  be  better  understood.  In 
all  this  struggle,  while  human  effort  was 
taxed  to  its  utmost,  they  trusted  not  alone 
to  the  arm  of  flesh.  Over  every  doorway 
might  truthfully  be  written,  "  Except  the 
Lord  build  the  house,  they  labor  in  vain 
that  build  it." 


TEACHERS  OF  THE  EARLIER 
PERIOD 

IN  addition  to  the  men  referred  to  as 
"Teacher  Trustees"  there  were  a  num- 
ber of  other  men  and  women  whose 
conscientious  devotion  to  duty  and  earnest 
efforts  to  advance  the  interests  of  the  school 
demand  special  recognition.  A  number  of 
these  were  not  members  of  the  fraternity 
under  whose  auspices  the  institution  is  con- 
ducted. They  succeeded  one  another  as 
the  demands  of  the  school  required,  and 
with  scarcely  an  exception,  their  interest  in 
the  work  was  of  the  most  genuine  sort.  The 
limited  means  at  command  did  not  make 
the  retention  of  many  of  these  very  capa- 
ble teachers  possible,  so  as  better  positions 
were  offered,  the  school  could  only  relax 
its  claims  upon  them  and  bid  them  God- 
speed in  wider  and  more  remunerative 
fields. 

As  already  noted,  Miss  Phoebe  W.  Weak- 
ley  became  the   first  assistant  to  Professor 
i  129 


130  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

Zuck  in  the  spring  of  1877,  and  continued 
until  the  end  of  the  school  year,  in  June, 
1 88 1,  when  failing  health  compelled  her  to 
relinquish  her  beloved  profession  and  seek 
restoration  in  complete  rest.  Her  sympa- 
thetic nature  did  much  to  hold  the  interest 
and  good  will  of  the  students  during  the 
trying  period  of  the  early  struggle. 

Prof.  A.  S.  M.  Anderson  was  the  boy- 
hood associate  of  Professor  Zuck.  They 
were  reared  on  adjoining  farms  in  a  roman- 
tic section  of  Franklin  county,  Pennsyl- 
vania. As  boys  they  attended  the  same 
country  school,  and  were  seat -mates  and 
confidential  friends.  The  very  disability  of 
Professor  Zuck  was  an  additional  motive 
for  the  marked  affection  which  Professor 
Anderson  showed  for  him  down  to  the  day 
of  his  death,  and  the  same  unselfish  spirit 
accounts  for  the  hold  the  latter  had  upon 
the  hearts  of  his  pupils  and  associates. 
Professor  Anderson  remained  identified 
with  the  school  until  the  close  of  the  Sum- 
mer term,  1879,  when  he  entered  upon  the 
study  of  medicine. 

Prof.    D.    C.    Flory,    a    graduate    of    the 


TEACHERS  OF   EARLIER   PERIOD      131 


Brumbaugh  Emmert  Anderson 

Miss  Weakley  Zuck  Ewing 

A    FACULTY   GROUP  (1878) 

University  of  Virginia,  was  the  first  regu- 
lar teacher  of  Greek.  His  association  with 
the  school  covered  a  period  of  two  years, 
terminating  in  1880.  Later  he  became  active 
in  founding  Bridgewater  College,  Bridge- 
water,  Virginia,  an  institution  that  has  had 


1 32  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

its  vicissitudes,  but  in  later  years  has  en- 
joyed well -merited  success. 

Prof.  W.  W.  Cotton,  a  brilliant  elocu- 
tionist and  shorthand  reporter,  came  with 
the  opening  of  the  Spring  term,  1879,  and 
continued  through  the  next  year.  His 
versatility  gave  much  life  and  spirit  to 
the  work  of  the  literary  societies,  and  to 
him  we  are  indebted  for  the  stenographic 
reports  of  many  of  Elder  James  Quinter's 
sermons  delivered  in  the  Chapel. 

Prof.  J.  E.  Ockerman,  of  Ohio,  a  class- 
mate of  Professor  Zuck  in  the  National 
Normal  School  of  Lebanon,  Ohio,  was 
present  at  the  dedicatory  exercises  and, 
while  here,  arranged  with  Professor  Zuck 
for  work  in  the  school  at  a  later  period. 
The  sudden  death  of  the  latter  apparently 
frustrated  all  previous  plans;  but  Professor 
Ockerman  was  in  our  midst  for  two  years, 
-1879-81. 

For  a  period  of  three  years,  beginning 
in  1880,  we  had  the  valued  service  of  Prof. 
J.  B.  Kidder,  in  the  teaching  of  ancient 
languages.  Professor  Kidder  was  a  resi- 
dent of  the  town  and  was  a  good  friend 


TEACHERS   OF   EARLIER   PERIOD      133 

of  the  institution,  frequently  serving  on 
examining  boards  when  not  regularly  em- 
ployed in  the  school.  He  was  a  man  of 
high  attainments,  and  was  revered  by  the 
students  not  only  on  account  of  his  great 
age  and  intellectual  qualities  but  because  of 
his  serene,  yet  forceful  Christian  character. 
At  the  opening  of  the  school  year  1880 
came  a  man  of  eminent  qualifications,  a 
graduate  in  two  courses  of  the  State  Nor- 
mal School,  Millersville,  Pennsylvania,  and 
later  the  principal  of  a  western  school  of 
some  prominence.  I  was  attracted  to  him 
at  once  because  he  loved  the  mountains. 
From  my  room,  the  first  night  of  his  stay 
with  us,  we  watched  the  moon  rise  over 
"Lion's  Back,"  and  when,  later,  I  got  out 
of  bed  and  sketched  the  same  glorious 
orb,  sailing  through  a  "mackerel  sky,"  his 
sense  of  appreciation  gave  me  the  index 
to  a  character,  which  over  twenty  years 
of  intimate  acquaintance  has  not  revised. 
Dr.  L.  S.  Shimmell  gave  to  the  school  two 
years  of  faithful  service  as  teacher  of  varied 
subjects,  and  many  years  of  consistent 
friendship  and  good  will  toward  the  work. 


134  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

Prof.  Joseph  S.  Taylor,  youthful  in  ap- 
pearance, but  equal  to  all  demands,  taught 
grammar  and  rhetoric  during  the  year  of 
1 880-8 1.  A  severe  attack  of  rheumatism, 
I  remember,  deeply  commended  him  to  our 
sympathy  during  the  winter,  but  with  the 
coming  of  spring  he  was  cheerful  as  the 
birds.  He  remained  with  us  to  close  what 
was,  up  to  that  time,  the  most  prosperous 
term  of  the  school. 

Professors  D.  M.  Long  and  M.  Lee 
Huber  divided  the  year  1881-82  in  the  de- 
partment of  English.  Both  were  graduates 
of  the  Millersville  State  Normal  School 
in  advanced  courses.  About  this  time 
some  one  suggested  that  the  Huntingdon 
Normal  School  was  an  "annex'7  to  the  in- 
stitution from  which  came  so  many  of  its 
teachers.  Millersville  has  no  reason  to  be 
ashamed  of  any  of  the  men  she  sent  us  to 
this  or  a  later  date. 

Prof.  G.  G.  Lehmer  presided  over  the 
department  of  penmanship  and  assisted  in 
English  branches  for  the  same  period.  He 
continued  a  year  longer  and  was  not  only 
an  efficient  teacher,  but  a  mighty  hunter 


TEACHERS   OF   EARLIER   PERIOD      135 

as  well.  He  was  small  of  stature,  but  full 
of  vivacity,  and  was  a  fit  companion  for  the 
stalwart  Huber  on  their  trips  for  pheasants, 
rabbits,  or  wild  turkeys  by  day  or  for  coons 
at  night. 

At  the  opening  of  school,  1883,  I  with- 
drew from  the  work  as  teacher  for  a  period 
of  ten  years.  My  knowledge  of  a  number 
of  men  who  served  during  this  time  is 
limited  and  traditional. 

Prof.  A.  B.  Price,  of  Ann  Arbor,  Michi- 
gan, was  with  us  during  the  year  1883-4. 
He  enjoyed  a  fine  reputation  among  the 
students  and  is  even  yet  remembered  by 
those  whose  hearts  he  won  by  his  consis- 
tent gentlemanly  conduct  and  marked  abil- 
ity as  a  scholar. 

At  the  same  time  came  Prof.  F.  H. 
Green.  They  tell  a  little  story  about  his 
being  taken  in  hand  as  a  student  and  the 
surprise  and  amazement  that  followed  the 
revelation  that  he  was  a  regularly  engaged 
professor  of  literature  and  grammar.  The 
boys  soon  found  that  he  was  "green"  only 
in  name  and  that  he  was  a  well -ripened  and 
rounded  scholar,  in  whom  was  no  guile. 


136  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

Professor  Green  remained  in  the  position 
four  years,  when  his  alma  mater,  West 
Chester  State  Normal  School,  called  him 
back  and  conferred  upon  him  the  honors 
of  a  leading  position  in  her  faculty.  He 
is  perennial  in  his  love  for  Juniata,  and 
through  all  these  intervening  years  has  fre- 
quently shed  the  radiance  of  his  presence 
and  the  wealth  of  his  knowledge  of  litera- 
ture upon  the  school. 

Professor  Green  was  succeeded  in  the 
department  of  grammar  and  literature  by 
Miss  Sarah  Kirk,  of  the  same  school,  who, 
after  an  acceptable  service  of  two  years, 
was  likewise  recalled  by  her  alma  mater. 

From  1885  to  1893  tne  department  of 
ancient  languages  was  presided  over  suc- 
cessively by  Profs.  Elmer  E.  Wolfe,  F.  L. 
Whipple,  F.  G.  Manson,  Arthur  T.  Walker, 
and  George  Ellsler. 

Prof.  W.  E.  Bowman,  of  Indiana,  a  grad- 
uate of  Ann  Arbor  University,  followed  in 
the  department  of  English.  He  remained 
two  years,  during  which  time  he  gave  to 
the  school  faithful  service  and  to  the  young 
men  the  noblest  ideals  of  manhood. 


TEACHERS   OF   EARLIER   PERIOD      137 

Miss  Lizzie  B.  Howe,  a  graduate  (1885) 
in  the  Normal  English  Course,  became  at 
once  a  member  of  the  faculty  and  continued 
to  the  close  of  the  year  1894.  During  these 
years  Miss  Howe  was  a  strong  factor  in 
the  development  of  the  intellectual  and 
moral  life  of  the  school. 

Miss  Ida  Pecht  was  the  first  regular 
teacher  of  music  and  held  the  position  for 
a  period  of  ten  years.  She  was  succeeded 
by  Miss  Irene  Kurtz  in  1892. 

In  addition  to  these  were  a  number  of 
young  people  who  taught  at  various  times 
in  the  several  departments, — Mrs.  Cora  A. 
Silverthorn  (nee  Brumbaugh),  Misses  Mary 
Quinter,  Estella  Michener,  Ella  Arnold,  and 
Messrs.  A.  C.  Weiand,  C.  H.  Bucher,  Jacob 
Gochenour,  C.  O.  Beery,  Frank  Holsopple, 
W.  C.  Hanawalt,  and  J.  C.  Reiff. 

This  period  ends  with  a  change  of  name 
from  Brethren's  Normal  College  to  Juniata 
College,  and  covers  a  stage  of  material  de- 
velopment to  the  time  when  two  tall  build- 
ings looked  out  over  the  tree -tops  and 
the  thirteenth  class  in  the  Normal  English 
department  was  graduated. 


SOME  FRIENDS   AND  HELPERS 

FOUNDED  April  17,  1876,  under  the 
title  of  the  Huntingdon  Normal 
School  and  Collegiate  Institute,  the 
school  was  chartered  November,  1878,  as 
the  Brethren's  Normal  College,  with  the 
following  trustees : 

For  three  years,  Elders  James  Quinter, 
H.  B.  Brumbaugh,  D.  F.  Stouffer,  J.  F. 
Oiler,  and  Dr.  A.  B.  Brumbaugh. 

For  two  years,  Elders  John  Harley,  W. 
J.  Swigart,  and  Messrs.  J.  B.  Brumbaugh, 
A.  W.  Mentzer,  and  J.  W.  Beachey. 

For  one  year,  Elders  Jacob  Conner, 
Hiram  Musselman,  E.  D.  Kendig,  Mr. 
D.  F.  Price  and  Dr.  C.  F.  Oellig. 

In  the  limited  space  at  my  disposal  it  will 
be  impossible  to  refer  at  any  length  to  more 
than  a  few  of  the  men  and  women  who, 
through  all  these  years,  have  served  in  the 
capacity  of  trustees.  Many  have  passed 
away,  and  with  others  I  did  not  enjoy  a 
very  close  acquaintance,  so  that  I  may  be 

138 


SOME   FRIENDS  AND  HELPERS         139 


able  to  speak  but  briefly  even  of  those 
whom  I  know  to  have  been  most  actively 
concerned  in  the  administration  of  the 
work. 

One  of  the  very  earliest  friends  of  the 
school  was  Elder  Isaac  Price,  of  Schuylkill, 
Pa.,  although  on  ac- 
count of  age  and 
infirmities  he  was 
never  a  trustee.  In 
his  youthful  days  he 
was  an  intimate  as- 
sociate of  Elder 
James  Quinter,  and 
throughout  his  life 
he  was  an  earnest 
advocate  of  every- 
thing designed  to 
promote  the  world's 
welfare.  He  early 


ELDER    ISAAC    PRICE 


identified  himself  with  the  school  movement 
as  a  friendly  helper  and  adviser,  and  ap- 
peared in  our  midst  for  the  last  time,  in 
May,  1879.  His  animation  swept  the  audi- 
ence with  enthusiasm  when,  in  a  neat  speech, 
he  presented  to  the  school  the  large  pulpit 


HO  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

Bible  which  still  lies  upon  the  Chapel  desk 
bearing  his  name  and  the  date  of  its  pre- 
sentation. 

Elder  Price  was  represented  on  the  Board 
of  Trustees  for  a  number  of   years  by  his 

son,  Benj.  F.  Price, 
who  was  devoted  to 
the  interests  of  the 
school,  and  contrib- 
uted liberally  to  its 
support. 

Two  of  the  men 
in  the  above  list  of 
original  trustees, 
Elders  Jacob  Oiler 
and  D.  F.  Stouffer, 
enjoyed  the  distinc- 
tion of  serving  con- 
tinuously to  the  day 

ELDER  ,  P.  OLLER  of  their  death.  Both 

were  liberal  patrons 

of  the  school  and  each  in  his  own  commun- 
ity represented  the  cause  to  the  limit  of  his 
influence.  Elder  Oiler  was  a  regular  at- 
tendant on  the  sessions  for  special  Bible 
study  from  their  beginning,  in  1891,  to  his 


SOME   FRIENDS  AND  HELPERS         141 

death,  in  1898.  The  four  weeks  that  he 
spent  here  each  year  mingling  cheerily  with 
the  students  endeared  him  to  the  hearts  of 
all  and  make  his  memory  precious.  He 
is  worthily  succeeded  by  his  son,  Joseph  F. 
Oiler,  who  has  given  many  substantial  to- 
kens of  his  interest  in  the  work  and  perpet- 
uates the  helpful  influence  of  his  lamented 
father. 

Elder  D.  F.  Stouffer,  prevented  by  busi- 
ness engagements  from  being  frequently 
in  our  midst,  was  yet  a  tireless  worker 
from  the  beginning.  Our  homes  were  in 
the  same  little  village,  and  I  well  remember 
when  he  called  on  me  in  company  with 
Professor  Zuck,  during  our  smallpox  vaca- 
tion, and  solicited  my  subscription  to  stock 
in  the  prospective  institution.  I  urged  the 
lack  of  means  and  proposed  a  half  share. 
Then  it  was  suggested  that  I  make  it  a 
whole  share  in  order  to  become  eligible  to 
the  position  of  trustee,  as  necessity  might 
indicate.  They  flattered  my  vanity  to  the 
extent  that  I  yielded  and  took  a  whole 
share,  paying  one-half  cash.  For  the  other 
half  I  made  two  dozen  study  tables  (work- 


142 


JUNIATA   COLLEGE 


ing  on  Saturdays  and  mornings  "and  even- 
ings). These  tables  are  yet  doing  good 
service  in  the  boys'  apartments  in  Foun- 
ders' Hall.  By  a  recent  action  of  the 
stockholders,  Elder  Stouffer  is  succeeded 
by  his  daughter,  Miss  Jennie,  as  trustee. 
Another  of  the  original  trustees  was 
Elder  John  Harley,  of 
Pottstown,  Pa.  He  was 
an  earnest  and  consis- 
tent friend  and  helper 
until  he  passed  away  in 
1895.  Business  engage- 
ments deterred  him  from 
meeting  with  the  trustees 
in  regular  sessions,  but  his 
advice  was  always  timely 
and  his  messages  were 
such  as  .  to  inspire  courage  and  hopeful- 
ness. 

Elder  Jacob  Conner,  also  one  of  the 
original  members,  has  served  with  but  a 
slight  break  down  to  the  present  date. 
He  has  done  much  in  many  helpful  ways 
to  promote  the  interest  of  the  school.  His 
nephew,  Prof.  Joseph  E.  Saylor,  has,  in  a 


ELDER    D.   F.  STOUFFER 


SOME  FRIENDS  AND   HELPERS         143 

sense,  been  his  representative  in  the  active 
administration  of  the  work. 

Elder    E.    D.    Kendig,    whose    wife    was 
numbered    among   the    smallpox  victims,  is 
likewise   in  the  foregoing  list  of  honorable 
names.     It    was    only    natural    that    so    inti- 
mate    a     friend     of     the  _  ^^^^ 
founder    of     the     school 
and    so    earnest    and    de- 
voted    a    worker    should 
have    a    place    in   the    ad- 
ministrative   body.       His 
services  covered  a  period 
of  four  years,  and  it  has 
been   a   matter   of   regret 
that  geographical  location 
prohibits  his  further    ser- 
vice   in    connection     with             ELDER  JOHN  HARLEY 
the    institution.     He  has,  since    the  organi- 
zation of  Bridgewater  College,  been  active 
in  its    administration. 

The  remaining  members  of  the  original 
Board,  A.  W.  Mentzer,  J.  W.  Beachey, 
B.  F.  Price,  Dr.  C.  F.  Oellig,  and  Elder 
Hiram  Musselman,  served  for  varying 
periods,  and  each  in  his  own  way  was 


144  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

earnest  in  his  advocacy  of  the  cause.  El- 
der Musselman,  passing  away  only  a  year 
ago,  left  a  liberal  legacy  to  the  institution. 
In  the  list  of  men  and  women  who  subse- 
quently served  for  a  term  of  three  years 
or  longer  appear  the  names  of  Elders  Wil- 
liam Howe,  James  R.  Lane,  J.  T.  Myers, 
Frank  Holsopple,  and  the  following  lay- 
men: Joseph  Fitzwater,  Edward  Koenig- 
macher,  S.  J.  Miller,  S.  P.  Brumbaugh, 
D.  Y.  Swayne,  John  C.  Reiff  and  Samuel 
Eby.  Also,  Misses  Mary  Grubb,  Anna 
Bechtel,  and  Mrs.  Amanda  Buck,  Belinda 
Stoner,  Wealthy  A.  Burkholder  and  Mary 
S.  Geiger. 

Elder  William  Howe  was  closely  identi- 
fied with  these  interests;  six  of  his  children 
at  different  times  attended  the  school,  five 
of  whom  completed  courses.  Apart  from 
the  fact  that  he  served  as  trustee  for  sev- 
eral terms,  convenience  of  access  brought 
him  in  close  contact  with  the  management. 
He  was  always  a  welcome  visitor,  and  his 
fatherly  counsels  were  well  received  by 
young  and  old  alike. 

During    the    later   years    the    school    has 


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enjoyed  kind  consideration  at  the  hands 
of  Mrs.  Mary  S.  Geiger.  Her  visits  dur- 
ing Bible  sessions  are  always  anticipated 
with  pleasure. 

The  distance  of  most  of  the  non-resident 
trustees  from  the  seat  of  the  college  pre- 
clude s  their  fre- 
quent attendance, 
but  the  assistance 
they  afford  in  va- 
rious ways  has  been 
uniformly  helpful  to 
the  local  manage- 
ment. 

Besides  the  trus- 
tees there  are  a  few 
other  persons  whose 
help  merits  recog- 
nition. Among 
these  is  Elder  Lewis  Kimmel,  who  was 
the  principal  of  the  Plum  Creek  Nor- 
mal School  in  the  early  seventies.  When 
that  enterprise  was  abandoned,  he  gener- 
ously donated  the  library  to  the  new  insti- 
tution at  Huntingdon.  This  exhibited  a 
most  generous  spirit,  which  was  further 
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ELDER    WILLIAM    HOWE 


H6  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

manifested  by  liberal  cash  contributions  by 
himself  and  several  near  relatives. 

Another  notable  character  is  the  histo- 
rian and  antiquarian,  Abram  Cassel.  From 
the  very  inception  of  the  work  his  sym- 
pathies were  enlisted.  He  was  from  his 
childhood  a  lover  of  books.  He  tells  a 
quaint  story  of  his  early  experience  in  the 
pursuit  of  knowledge.  His  father  con- 
sidered it  a  religious  duty  to  raise  his  son 
in  ignorance,  and  so  did  not  permit  him 
to  have  a  light  to  study  by.  This  did  not 
daunt  the  courage  of  the  boy,  for  he  would 
crawl  out  on  the  porch-roof  at  night  and 
read  by  the  friendly  light  of  the  moon. 
His  love  of  books  and  knowledge  led  to 
the  collection  of  many  thousands  of  vol- 
umes, mostly  religious  and  historical  —  some 
rare  and  valuable.  This  collection  is  now 
divided  (by  purchase)  between  Mt.  Morris 
College  and  Juniata. 

This  list  might  be  lengthened  by  many 
worthy  names.  These  may  serve,  however, 
to  illustrate  the  spirit  which  has  been  so 
large  a  factor  in  the  development  of  this 
educational  enterprise  to  the  present  stage. 


SOME   FRIENDS  AND  HELPERS 


As  appropriately  here  as  elsewhere,  I 
may  refer  to  the  faithful  service  of  John  G. 
Keeny  as  steward  and  superintendent  of 
grounds  for  a  period  of  seventeen  years. 

With  the  most 
unselfish  interest,  he 
performed  his  du- 
ties, having  the  wel- 
fare of  the  institu- 
tion always  nearest 
his  heart,  and  when 
he  died  January  18, 
1899,  everybody 
thought  of  the  fit- 
ness of  the  text, 
"Well  done,  thou 
good  and  faithful 
servant."  "Papa" 
Keeny — as  all  called 
him  —  was  ably  sec- 
onded in  his  every  effort  by  his  worthy  wife, 
"Mother"  Keeny.  Mrs.  Keeny  has  been 
so  long  a  part  of  the  work  that  she  feels 
more  at  home  within  these  walls  than  any- 
where else.  The  students  conspire  to  add 
pleasure  to  the  peace  of  her  declining  years. 


JOHN    G.   KEENY 


OLD   TENNIS    COURT 


JUNIATA  OF  THE   LATER   DAY 

BUILDINGS  AND   EQUIPMENTS 

THE    amendment    of    the    charter    and 
the  change  of  name  in  1894  brought 
other  changes  and  an  enlarged  out- 
look.    The  title  Juniata,  with   the    associa- 
tions of   a   beautiful  valley  and  an  historic 
river,  was   a   magic   word    in  the  minds   of 
the    students.     So    it    was    not    long    until 
the    muse    and     the    musician    had    woven 
beautiful    songs    that    fitly    celebrated    the 
praises  of   all. 

Under  "Enlarging  the    Borders"  I   have 

148 


JUNIATA  OF  THE   LATER  DAY       149 


briefly  noted  the  improvements  which  came 
in  quick  succession.  The  complete  group 
of  buildings,  Founders',  Ladies',  Students' 
and  Oneida  Halls,  are  even  yet  only  the 
parts  of  an  uncompleted  plan  which  exists 
in  the  dark  recesses  of  a  few  fertile  minds. 
In  the  olden  time,  and  even  down  to  a 
very  few  years  ago,  the  boys  engaged  in 
minor  sports  in  the  cross  streets  and  played 
their  greater  games  on  the  commons.  One 
form  of  exercise  was  a  run  of  a  certain 
number  of  times  around 
the  square.  The  old 
trapeze,  with  its  great 
iron  rings  and  cross-bar, 
was  the  first  step  toward 
systematic  athletics. 
Then  followed  the  In- 
dian club  and  dumb-bell 
drills,  first  in  the  base- 
ment of  Students'  Hall, 
and  later  in  the  old  dining-room.  The  pur- 
chase, a  few  years  ago,  of  a  full  square  of 
ground  conveniently  located  at  the  foot  of 
the  hill,  provided  a  beautiful  athletic  field 
of  about  three  acres.  A  similar  purchase  of 


150  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

two  half  squares,  one  on  the  east  and  the 
other  on  the  south,  gave  place  for  tennis 
courts  and  room  for  other  lighter  games. 
These  provisions  for  exercise  and  amuse- 
ment have  been  beneficial  to  the  students 
in  every  way.  There  is  little  tendency  now 
to  parade  the  streets  and  less  to  break 
over  rules  in  rambles  in  forbidden  ways. 

Enthusiasm  once  aroused  takes  account 
of  no  obstacle,  so  to  fitly  mark  the  com- 
pletion of  the  twenty-five  years  of  progress 
the  students  inaugurated  a  movement  for 
the  erection  of  a  building  to  serve  the 
double  purpose  of  auditorium  and  gym- 
nasium. They  backed  up  their  talk  by 
liberal  pledges  and  cash  donations  exceed- 
ing a  thousand  dollars.  Some  generous 
friends  "chipped  in";  one  good  soul  of- 
fered to  pay  a  tenth  of  the  entire  cost, 
and  the  trustees  added  a  little  to  their 
financial  responsibilities.  So  the  gymnasium, 
under  the  most  discouraging  conditions  of 
construction,  is  shaped  for  the  notable  oc- 
casion which  fitly  celebrates  the  twenty- 
fifth  anniversary  of  the  founding  of  the 
college. 


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Again,  in  the  early  days  the  sick  were 
cared  for  in  their  own  apartments.  The 
"chum"  carried  meals  and  administered 
medicines.  A  few  years  ago  "the  cottage" 
was  erected  at  the  rear  of  Ladies'  Hall  and 
a  skilled  nurse  placed  in  charge.  It  was  a 
little  amusing  to  note  how  shy  the  students 


THE    GYMNASIUM 

were  of  the  little  hospital.  We  were  cau- 
tioned, too,  not  to  say  "hospital,"  but  after 
a  few  had  been  down  and  found  how  de- 
lightfully quiet  the  place  is  and  how  com- 
fortable to  rest  in  the  neat  white  cots  (not 
to  mention  the  kind  attentions  of  Mrs. 
Coble),  there  was  no  further  trouble.  The 
cottage  has  now  become  a  refuge  for  all 
the  afflicted. 


152  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

The  library,  set  up  at  first  in  the  corner 
of  Professor  Zuck's  room,  was  for  a  long 
time  chased  around  from  place  to  place. 
For  some  years  it  rested  in  No.  56,  the 
present  office.  Then,  when  Students'  Hall 
was  finished,  the  books  stood  in  tall  double- 
faced  cases  in  the  present  reading-room. 
Later,  Dr.  M.  G.  and  Elder  H.  B.  Brum- 
baugh erected,  at  their  own  expense,  the  vault 
at  the  rear,  and  connected  it  with  the  read- 
ing-room by  a  narrow  corridor.  Strange, 
indeed,  to  recall  the  collection,  which  one 
could  have  hauled  on  one  good-sized  wheel- 
barrow, in  contrast  with  the  thousands  of 
volumes  now  crowded  into  this  vault,  or 
arranged  on  extra  shelving  in  other  places. 
The  laboratories  and  the  museum  led  a 
precarious  existence  until  they  found  homes 
in  the  basement  under  Students'  Hall. 

The  spirit  of  helpfulness,  characteristic 
of  the  earliest  efforts  of  Professor  Zuck, 
has  been  evident  through  all  the  history 
of  the  institution  —  young  men  and  young 
women  have  been  encouraged  to  go  on 
with  their  work,  and  when  interest  and  char- 
acter justified  it  the  trustees  have  taken 


JUNIATA   OF  THE   LATER   DAY       153 

financial  risks,  made  liberal  discounts,  or 
extended  the  time  of  payment.  In  few  in- 
stances has  this  confidence  been  misplaced. 

The  generous  disposition  of  the  manage- 
ment and  the  self-reliance  of  the  student 
are  illustrated  in  the  following  incident:  A 
young  lady,  who,  in  early  childhood,  suf- 
fered the  entire  loss  of  one  hand  and  the 
serious  maiming  of  the  other,  was  gradu- 
ated. When  she  appeared  at  the  office  to 
settle  her  account  she  was  informed  that 
the  trustees  had  voted  her  a  liberal  reduc- 
tion. To  this  she  replied:  "I  appreciate 
the  kindness,  but  cannot  accept  the  offer. 
My  mother  told  me  before  she  died  that  I 
should  depend  upon  myself,  and  I  desire  the 
pleasure  of  paying  this  bill  in  full."  Hers 
is  a  worthy  example  to  men  and  women 
with  strong  arms  and  healthy  bodies. 

The  most  notable  organization  for  the 
help  of  worthy  young  men  and  women  is 
the  "Alumni  Association."  This  association 
was  formed  in  the  early  days  of  the  school, 
and  year  by  year  adds  to  its  membership, 
increases  its  endowments,  and  enlarges  the 
sphere  of  its  beneficence. 


JUNIATA   OF  THE   LATER   DAY 

(CONTINUED) 

MEASURES    AND    MEN 

F  I  ^HE  experimental  stage  passed,  new 
JL  responsibilities  were  to  be  met  in 
providing  additional  courses  and 
equipments.  A  commercial  department 
was  established  in  1891,  under  the  charge 
of  Prof.  George  W.  Snavely.  This  depart- 
ment has  had  a  successful  career  and  sent 
out  many  young  men  and  women  to  do 
battle  in  the  world  of  business. 

For  some  years  post-graduate  work  was 
pursued  by  a  number  of  young  men  and 
women  of  the  Normal  English  course.  This 
work  was  systematized  under  the  "scientific 
course,"  which  only  three  definitely  com- 
pleted—  M.  G.  Brumbaugh,  '85;  I.  Harvey 
Brumbaugh,  '89,  and  Grace  (Quinter)  Hol- 
sopple  '91. 

The  regular  classical  course  was  not  com- 
pleted by  any  one  until  1897,  when  D.  C. 
Reber  was  creditably  graduated.  Thus  the 


JUNIATA   OF  THE   LATER   DAY       155 

wider  field  was  entered  and  a  standard  was 
set  for  future  work  along  the  lines  of  higher 
education.  Juniata,  on  the  merit  of  its  work 
and  the  extent  of  its  equipment,  was  now 
admitted  to  the  "college  council"  of  the 
state,  and  its  graduates  of  the  classical  de- 
partment were  admitted  to  post-graduate 
work  in  the  University  of  Pennsylvania. 
Since  the  graduation  of  the  lone  member 
of  the  first  class,  it  has  been  the  pleasure 
of  the  institution  to  confer  degrees  upon 
graduates  in  the  college  department  on 
every  succeeding  commencement  to  this 
quadri-centennial  period. 

The  special  interest  taken  in  Bible  study 
from  the  very  beginning  of  the  school  led 
to  the  establishment  of  a  biblical  depart- 
ment in  1897.  Prof.  Amos  H.  Haines,  a 
graduate  of  Rutgers  College,  New  Jersey, 
and  later  a  graduate  of  the  Theological  De- 
partment of  Yale  University,  was  placed  in 
charge.  Associated  with  him  are  Elders 
H.  B.  and  J.  B.  Brumbaugh  and  W.  J. 
Swigart.  This  course  fills  a  long -felt  need 
and  is  inviting  to  the  brightest  minds  of 
the  institution.  Thus  it  appears  that  at 


i  $6  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

the  end  of  twenty-five  years  the  school  in 
a  modest  way  has  realized  in  no  small  de- 
gree the  high  ideals  of  its  devoted  founder. 

The  work  of  the  men  and  women  of  this 
later  period  is  present-day  history.  I  tran- 
scend the  limits  of  the  reminiscent,  how- 
ever, to  make  personal  references  for  the 
benefit  of  the  thousands  of  Juniata  students 
who  are  scattered  abroad. 

Immediately  after  his  graduation,  D.  C. 
Reber  was  added  to  the  faculty  and  re- 
mained until  1900,  when  he  resigned  his 
position  to  pursue  post-graduate  work  in 
the  University  of  the  City  of  New  York. 
D.  C.  set  a  good  pace  for  all  classical  stu- 
dents who  may  follow  him. 

C.  C.  Ellis  was  also  a  solitary  member 
of  the  succeeding  College  class.  He 
came  to  us  a  lad  of  about  thirteen.  He 
showed  pluck  from  the  start  and  graduated 
from  the  Normal  English  course  before  he 
was  quite  sixteen.  When  he  went  out  to 
teach  his  first  school  the  pupils  and  patrons 
smiled  at  his  boyish  appearance,  but  he 
had  courage  and  might  have  felt,  if  he 
did  not  say  it,  "Let  no  man  despise  my 


Dr.  M.  G.  Brumbaugh, 
President  of  the  College  (in  Porto  Rico) 


Miss  Nellie   McVey 


Reading  from  left,  first  row— Miss  Mary  Bartholow,  O.  Perry  Hoover, 
Elder  H.  B.  Brumbaugh,  I.  Harvey  Brumbaugh  (acting  President),  Jacob  H. 
Brumbaugh,  Amos  H.  Haines,  Miss  Ruby  B.  Pixley. 

Second  row— A.  B.  Brumbaugh,  M.D.,  Jacob  M.  Blough,  Elder  J.  B. 
Brumbaugh,  Elder  W.  J.  Swigart,  Miss  Bessie  Rohrer,  J.  Allan  Myers, 
George  W.  Snavely,  Charles  C.  Ellis,  Joseph  E.  Saylor. 

Third  row  —  William  Beery,  Charles  A.  Hodges,  D.  Emmert. 


158  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

youth."  He  won  public  favor  and  is  win- 
ning it  still.  Lack  of  means  is  no  insur- 
mountable barrier  to  the  young  man  who 
is  determined  to  succeed. 

It  is  a  good  fortune  for  a  young  man 
to  grow  up  under  the  influences  which  he 
may  be  called  upon  later  in  life  to  help 
perpetuate.  As  we  used  to  go  in  and  out 
at  the  old  Chapel  in  the  publishing  house 
at  1400  Washington  street,  there  frequently 
peeped  at  us  around  the  corner  a  timid 
little  boy -whom  we  called  "Harvey."  He 
grew  up  serenely,  a  quiet  and  thoughtful 
youth,  and  when  he  came  to  mingle  with 
the  big  boys  on  the  hill  the  teacher  of 
arithmetic  had  to  stand  him  upon  a  chair 
that  he  might  put  his  work  in  proper  posi- 
tion on  the  blackboard.  He  made  good 
use  of  his  time,  of  course,  for  he  was 
barely  sixteen  when  he  presented  himself 
before  that  sedate  body,  the  examining 
committee,  and  was  recommended  for  grad- 
uation. Then  for  a  year  or  two  he  was  a 
"post"  and  finally  he  was  announced  as  a 
graduate  of  the  scientific  course.  There 
were  no  other  courses  to  conquer  on  the 


JUNIATA   OF  THE   LATER   DAY       159 

hill,  so  he  entered  Haverford  College,  from 
which  he  graduated  in  1892.  He  was  still 
a  slender  youth  when  he  was  added  to  the 
faculty  as  teacher  of  Greek  and  Latin  in  the 
fall  of  1892.  After  teaching  a  year  or  two 
he  entered  Harvard  for  advanced  work,  and 
graduated  there  in  1895.  The  same  (Prof.) 
I.  Harvey  Brumbaugh  has  served  as  vice- 
president  or  acting  president  since  1897. 

Prof.  J.  A.  Myers  was  another  of  the 
Normal  boys  who  sifted  himself  out  from 
the  average  lot  of  teachers  and  made  him- 
self a  reputation  as  the  superintendent  of 
schools  in  his  native  county  (MifHin)  for 
six  consecutive  years.  Then  he  came  home 
to  Juniata  as  teacher  of  various  English 
branches.  Later  he  pursued  special  study 
along  scientific  lines  at  the  University  of 
Pennsylvania.  Afterwards  he  did  a  nota- 
ble thing  —  a  thing  never  heard  of  in  the 
botanical  world  before.  In  1897  he  slyly 
stole  off  to  Ohio  and  found  a  "Violet"  at 
Christmas  time.  He  came  back  and  built 
himself  a  beautiful  home  and  settled  down, 
with  (Mrs.)  Viola,  right  in  the  midst  of 
the  college  community. 


160  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

Away  back  in  the  early  eighties,  in  the  roll 
of  students  is  found  the  name  of  O.  Perry 
Hoover.  He  came  from  Ohio  —  a  vigor- 
ous boy.  He  had  a  tender  place  about 
his  heart  for  those  in  need,  and  when  the 
Orphans'  Home  grounds  were  being  shaped 
up  what  did  he  do  but  have  sent  from  his 
father's  nurseries  a  fine  lot  of  trees  and 
grape-vines,  to  be  planted  for  the  pleas- 
ure of  the  children.  The  grape-vines  are 
there  still,  and  have  delighted  hundreds  of 
unfortunate,  but  happy,  little  ones.  The 
trees  —  well,  the  boys  helped  to  plant  them 
outside,  and  the  cows  —  the  hundred  or 
more  cows  that  ranged  at  will  in  those 
days  on  the  commons  —  just  devoured 
them.  For  years  and  years  O.  P.,  as  we 
called  him,  buried  himself  amid  books  and 
struggled  with  Greek  and  every  other  hard 
problem  he  could  lay  hands  upon  in  west- 
ern colleges  and  finally  carried  off  two 
parchments  from  DePauw  University, 
Indiana.  Then  he  went  to  Germany,  but 
the  sudden  death  of  his  father  demanded 
his  quick  return  to  this  country  with  his 
course  incomplete  and  his  ambition  unful- 


JUNIATA  OF  THE   LATER   DAY       161 

filled.  It  was  only  natural  that  he  should 
be  called  back  to  Juniata  as  teacher  of 
Greek  and  philosophy.  He  found  the 
mountains  still  here,  and  the  old-time  love 
for  these  beauties  was  quickly  rekindled. 

Among  the  men  who  spent  briefer 
periods  with  us  was  Noah  J.  Brumbaugh 
(Harvard).  Besides  being  a  fine  scholar, 
he  was  noted  for  his  admiration  of  a  cer- 
tain "Rose,"  which  fair  flower  he  has  later 
claimed  as  his  own. 

Prof.  S.  B.  Heckman  succeeded  Prof. 
N.  J.  Brumbaugh.  The  University  of  Penn- 
sylvania captured  him  as  a  special  student 
in  German,  and  of  late  he  has  acted  as  the 
private  secretary  of  Dr.  M.  G.  Brumbaugh 
in  the  island  of  Porto  Rico. 

For  three  years  Dr.  G.  W.  A.  Lyon 
rounded  up  the  boys  in  Latin  and  Greek. 
He  always  stood  up  bravely  for  Yale  in 
the  midst  of  those  teacher  associates  who 
decorated  their  rooms  with  the  flag  bear- 
ing a  big  "H"  for  Harvard. 

Prof.  Fayette  A.  McKenzie  presided  over 
the  department  of  German  from  1898-1900. 
He  hailed  from  Lehigh  University  and, 


1 62  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

though  slight  of  figure,  he  gave  the  boys 
splendid  ideals  in  athletics.  In  morals, 
manners  and  scholarship  he  was  every  inch 
a  man. 

Prof.  Albert  D.  Hartley  (University  of 
Pennsylvania)  helped  us  through  the  rush 
of  a  busy  Spring  term,  and  while  here  made 
numerous  friends. 

In  the  fall  of  1899  came  Prof.  C.  A. 
Hodges,  a  lover  of  things  beautiful  in  na- 
ture and  art.  He  claims  the  University  of 
Chicago  as  his  alma  mater.  He  turned 
aside  slightly  from  the  department  of  En- 
glish and  literature  to  conduct  the  work  in 
philosophy,  history  and  political  science, 
for  each  of  which  he  seems  to  have  special 
fondness.  He  loves  the  mountain  surround- 
ings, is  identified  with  the  spirit  of  Juniata, 
is  devoted  to  her  interests  and  has  faith  in 
her  future. 

It  is  notable  that  the  department  of  Ger- 
man, so  inauspiciously  inaugurated  under 
the  "German  Professor"  in  1877,  should  at 
the  end  of  twenty -five  years  be  presided 
over  by  a  woman.  Miss  Ruby  B.  Pixley, 
a  graduate  of  Wooster  University,  Ohio, 


JUNIATA   OF  THE   LATER   DAY       163 

teaches  German  both  by  text  and  conver- 
sation. She  also  teaches  French,  and  a 
glance  at  the  bulletin  board  will  indicate 
the  popularity  of  these  courses  and  the 
healthy  tendency  of  the  educational  world 
toward  the  study  of  the  modern  languages. 

C.  C.  Johnson  and  Jacob  M.  Blough 
have  both  taught  in  the  English  depart- 
ment while  pursuing  higher  work. 

Miss  Bertha  E.  Fahrney  presided  over 
the  shorthand  and  typewriting  department 
from  1897-1900,  when  she  changed  her 
name  and  entered  a  wider  field  of  Christian 
work.  Her  successor,  Miss  Mary  E.  Bar- 
tholow,  knew  the  whole  contents  of  this 
little  book  before  it  appeared  in  print,  hav- 
ing labored  with  me  in  great  patience  over 
the  manuscript  in  the  odd  moments  which 
I  caught  up  in  its  preparation. 

To  round  up  the  whole  list,  so  far  as  my 
memory  serves  me,  of  all  the  names  who 
have  appeared  in  the  faculty  list  from  the 
very  beginning,  I  may  very  fitly  refer  to 
Miss  Nellie  McVey,  teacher  of  instrumen- 
tal music.  She  identified  herself  with  the 
college  in  1897.  Her  skill  as  a  teacher 


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and  her  love  for  her  art  arouse  the  en- 
thusiasm of  her  pupils.  Her  musical  recitals 
are  always  events  of  much  interest  and 
pleasure  to  the  students  and  appreciative 
friends  in  the  town. 


THE    GORGE -UP   THE    RIVER 

THE    MOUNTAINS    ROUND 
ABOUT 

IT  is  no   reflection  upon  the  imaginative 
or  moral  qualities  of  the  ancients  that 
they    personified    the    mountains    and 
made  them  the  eternal  dwelling    places    of 
the    gods.     Mountains    have    their    mission 
to  the  inner  spirit  of  man,  as  they  have  to 
the    physical   order   of   which    they   form    a 
part.     Forbidding    in    their    rugged    gran- 
deur,   awe-inspiring    as    they    clothe    them- 
selves   in   mist    and   mingle  with  the    skies, 
they  bear  a  close  acquaintance  and  reward 
the  reverent  approach  of  the  true  lover  of 
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nature  by  sights,  sounds,  and  odors  —  and 
more,  by  lessons  to  his  soul  which  no  view 
from  afar,  however  enrapturing,  can  afford. 
The  great  world-shaping  forces  that  hewed 
out  a  channel  for  one  of  the  most  beau- 
tiful rivers  of  Pennsylvania  wrought  some 
of  their  most  charming  wonders  in  the 
region  round  about  Huntingdon.  To  climb 
to  the  top  of  the  tower  of  Founders' 
Hall  and  look  out  upon  the  landscape  is 
to  be  amply  rewarded  for  the  toil.  Here 
is  one  of  the  grandest  cycloramas  of 
mountain  scenery  to  be  found  among  the 
eastern  systems.  The  valleys,  walled  in 
by  high  ramparts  of  forest-clad  ranges, 
run  in  but  two  directions,  north  and  south. 
They  are  narrow  and  dotted  with  farm- 
houses and  variegated  by  cultivated  fields 
and  native  woodland.  They  luxuriate  in 
verdure  in  the  springtime  and  don  the  rich- 
est tints  of  crimson  and  gold  in  the  au- 
tumn. The  river  issues  from  a  deep  gorge 
a  quarter  of  a  mile  to  the  west,  is  parted 
by  "Cypress  Island"  (now  the  Reformatory 
gardens),  sweeps  in  a  crescent  around  the 
town,  and  is  lost  from  sight  under  the 


THE  MOUNTAINS  ROUND  ABOUT    167 

bold  promontory  of  "Stone  Creek  Ridge," 
a  mile  or  more  below.  "Crooked  Creek," 
true  to  its  name,  winds  as  a  silver  thread 
through  the  meadows  and  joins  the  Juniata 
near  where  the  latter  disappears  from  view. 

But  the  mountains — we  must  count  them 
one  by  one  and  know  them  by  name  to 
love  them  aright.  Coming  from  the  broad 
valleys  of  the  east  or  the  fertile  plains  of 
the  west,  it  is  not  uncommon  for  students 
and  others  to  feel  at  first  embarrassed,  if 
not  depressed,  by  the  narrow  limits  of 
their  horizon. 

Over  there  across  the  meadow  is  a  pe- 
culiar hill,  "The  Little  Green  Mountain," 
or  "Lion's  Back."  The  sun  comes  up  im- 
mediately over  it,  varying  according  to 
season  along  its  gently  curving  outlines. 
It  does  not  take  much  of  an  imagination 
to  trace  in  it  the  resemblance  to  the  figure 
of  a  crouching  lion.  Until  a  few  years  ago 
the  rich  growth  of  native  pine  on  the  crest 
and  the  north  slope  gave  a  fitting  sugges- 
tion of  the  mane  of  a  most  majestic  "king 
of  beasts."  Then,  sad  to  relate,  the  hill 
was  shorn  of  its  primitive  covering  and  the 


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long  summer  through  supplied  fuel  to  the 
brick-kilns  at  its  base.  There  is  still  the 
figure  of  the  same  noble  animal,  but  look- 
ing, now,  like  a  poor  beast  long  imprisoned 
and  jaded  by  the  presence  of  curious 
crowds  of  humanity,  pining  for  his  native 


THE    LION'S    BACK" 


haunts  and  the  associations  of  congenial 
companions.  A  few  straggling  peach  trees 
offer  the  only  compensation  for  this  sad 
desecration. 

The  narrow  valley  to  the  north  is 
bounded  on  the  east  by  a  series  of  "sugar- 
loaf"  hills — if  they  may  not  be  dignified  by 


THE  MOUNTAINS  ROUND  ABOUT    169 

the  larger  term,  mountains.  Here  and  there 
still  towers  a  lone  pine  tree  to  tell  how 
royal  must  have  been  their  native  covering. 
Just  peering  above  these  is  a  line  of  pure 
blue  fading  away  into  the  misty  distance ; 
hills  they  are,  called  by  the  suggestive  if 
not  euphonious  name  "lick  ridges." 

Warrior's  Ridge  cuts  short  our  view  of 
the  valley  about  five  miles  away,  where 
prominent  peaks  jut  up  and  add  pictur- 
esqueness  to  the  landscape.  Cultivated 
fields  give  a  brilliant  touch  of  color  to  the 
side  and  summit  of  this  range.  By  gentle 
undulations  the  ridge  skirts  the  north  side 
of  the  valley  until  it  is  abrurjtly  cut  through 
by  the  Juniata  river  less  than  a  quarter  of 
a  mile  from  the  college  buildings.  Neigh- 
boring farms  have  crowded  back  the  forest 
growth  until  the  prim  line  of  oak  and  pine 
almost  justifies  the  fitness  of  the  name,  as 
the  trees  stand  like  full  panoplied  warriors 
bold  against  the  ethereal  blue. 

For  seven  miles  the  river  winds  its  way 
through  this  broken  region.  Under  jut- 
ting cliffs  and  frowning  heights  —  now  re- 
flecting like  a  mirror  the  beauty  above  it, 


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now  dashing  to  feathery  foam  on  the  rocky 
rapids  —  here  the  old  Oriskany  sandstone 
rises  by  spires  and  pinnacles  into  strange 
fantastic  shapes,  and  one  can  sit  and  con- 
template the  wonderful  geological  story  in 
the  series  of  fossil  remains  it  bears.  One 
of  the  greatest  of  modern  highways  threads 
its  way  through  the  gorge.  It  has  super- 
seded the  old  waterway,  once  the  great 
thoroughfare  to  the  west.  Here  passed  the 
boats,  freight -laden,  which  were  later  con- 
veyed in  sections  over  the  mountains, 
pinned  together  again  on  the  other  side 
and  floated  down  the  western  slope  of  the 
Alleghanies  to  Pittsburg  and  the  regions 
more  remote.  All  that  now  remains  of  the 
once  valued  channel  is  marked  by  the  white 
line  where  the  water  breaks  over  the  ruins 
of  the  old  dam  beyond.  From  this  cliff 
one  looks  down  upon  the  top  of  tall  pines 
and  hemlocks,  and  out  over  the  dismem- 
bered section  of  the  same  ridge  to  where 
Tussey's  mountain  stands  like  a  battlement 
against  the  western  sky. 

If  one  is  disposed  to  indulge  in  reveries, 
here  is  a  congenial  spot;    but  this  ground 


THE  MOUNTAINS   ROUND  ABOUT    171 

is  historic.  Just  opposite  the  most  com- 
manding point  is  an  old  house  on  the 
farther  side  of  the  river;  the  smoke  curl- 
ing up  from  its  darkened  chimney  tells 
that  it  is  tenanted  still.  On  the  same  site, 


THE    GORGE  — DOWN    THE    RIVER 

or  near  it,  if  not  a  part  of  the  same  house, 
stood  the  famous  "Cryder's  Mill."  Here 
great  rafts  were  built,  laden  with  flour 
ground  from  grain  which  men  grew  in  the 
valleys  beyond,  scattering  seed  with  one 
hand  and  holding  the  weapon  of  defense 
in  the  other.  These  rafts  were  floated  down 
the  long  rivers,  hundreds  of  miles,  and 


172  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

across  the  bay  to  Baltimore,  where  the 
flour  commanded  fancy  prices  because  of 
its  coming  from  the  then  wild  western 
frontier.  The  occupants  of  this  same  mill 
witnessed  the  wild  flight  of  "Jane  McGuire 
and  the  cow"  with  the  Indians  in  hot  pur- 
suit. 

The  valley  south  is  lost  to  view  at  a  dis- 
tance of  twenty  miles  or  more.  Tussey's 
Mountain  runs  like  a  bold  wall  along  the 
western  side;  Piney  Ridge  is  broken  by 
peaks  and  promontories  on  the  east.  At 
the  very  mouth  of  this  valley  and  on  the 
river's  high  bank  is  the  State  Reformatory, 
with  its  strong  walls  and  queer  guard  tow- 
ers. Its  beautifully  kept  grounds  and  trim 
and  well-cultivated  farm  are  attractive  fea- 
tures in  the  landscape. 

Just  beyond  the  town,  "Shelving  Rocks" 
rise  perpendicularly  hundreds  of  feet.  The 
strata  are  peculiarly  and  abruptly  broken. 
The  severed  members  come  clearly  to  view 
at  the  end  of  Stone  Creek  Ridge  on  the 
opposite  side  of  the  river.  Who  can  read 
the  story  of  the  ages  so  plainly  written 
here?  Well  has  a  professor  of  Harvard 


THE  MOUNTAINS  ROUND  ABOUT     173 

said,  "Huntingdon  lies  in  one  of  the  most 
interesting  geological  areas  of  the  Keystone 
state."  Shelving  Rocks  recalls  many  pleas- 
ant rambles  of  Juniata  students.  What  of 
the  botanizing  expeditions,  when  luncheon 
was  spread  in  the  mouth  of  the  glen  at 
the  point  of  the  ridge?  Then  the  hard 
climb  to  its  top,  even  from  the  rear  of  the 
cliffs,  the  charming  outlook  upon  the  town, 
and  the  grand  panorama  of  hills  and  moun- 
tains to  the  west  and  north ;  the  shouts 
and  songs  from  the  summit,  and  later,  the 
descent  by  the  winding  path,  over  trunks 
of  fallen  hemlocks  and  under  the  dark 
shadows  of  very  giants  of  their  race,  still 
standing,  where  ferns  and  wild  flowers  lux- 
uriate. The  botany  classes  have  frequently 
reported  fifty  species  gathered  on  a  single 
afternoon  and  that  without  a  serious  effort 
to  fill  the  herbarium  at  the  expense  of 
sociability. 

But  the  prince  of  all  the  mountains  is 
"Old  Terrace,"  plainly  visible  from  the 
college  campus  on  any  clear  day.  At  a 
distance  it  is  always  charming;  near-by  it 
is  no  less  so.  One  July  day  we  climbed 


174  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

this  peak,  forsaking  by-paths  and  the  rude 
roads  of  the  woodmen  and  going  up  by  a 
"bee-line"  to  the  top.  It  seemed  strange 
that  ladies  of  the  company  should  have 
been  brave  enough  to  climb,  when  climbing 
was  possible  only  by  aid  of  bushes  and 
straggling  vines.  We  sat  upon  the  peak  to 
witness  a  thunder-storm  in  the  valley  be- 
low, when  a  copper  sheen  overspread  the 
landscape,  and  zigzag  lightnings  played 
beneath  us.  Then,  when  the  sunlight  fol- 
lowed the  passing  clouds,  it  was  a  reversal 
of  the  telescope,  for  "Juniata"  and  the 
town  loomed  up  in  their  gorgeous  moun- 
tain setting,  five  miles  to  the  westward. 
We  had  made  the  ascent  of  the  "father 
of  the  hills"  and  were  satisfied. 

What  we  did,  numerous  companies  of 
students  and  others  have  done,  year  by 
year,  when  autumn  bespangles  these  crests 
with  her  richest  tints,  or  when,  in  the  early 
springtime,  the  beautiful  trailing  arbutus 
unveils  its  fair  face  to  the  balmy  breezes. 


.STANDING    STONE 
From  a  Painting  by  John    Chaplin 


u 


HUNTINGDON 

THERE    is   enough    in    Indian    legend 
and     romance     associated    with     the 
coming    of    the    white    man    to    the 
Juniata    valley    to    furnish    material    for    a 
fascinating    volume.     How    beautiful    must 
have    been  this   land   in   its  wildness !    One 
can   but   regret    that    he   was    not    here   to 
see   the   river   before    man   polluted    it;    to 
see    the    mountains    before    commerce    had 

176 


HUNTINGDON  177 

hewn  down  their  sides  and  broken  the 
gentle  outline  of  their  faces,  and  to  view 
these  hills,  forest-clad,  before  the  greed 
for  gain  left  them  in  their  baldness. 

If  a  nobler  and  more  courageous  race 
of  red  men  dwelt  here  it  was  because  the 
Creator  had  builded  for  them  in  this  place 
a  grander  cathedral  for  their  worship,  and 
made  sure  their  sustenance  by  providing 
haunts  for  wild  beasts  so  congenial  to  them, 
and  so  inaccessible  to  man,  that  civilization 
to  the  present  day  has  not  wholly  exter- 
minated them.  Even  now  one  need  not 
go  many  miles  to  find  deer  —  "Dia- 
mond Valley"  and  the  "Barrens"  are<G 
less  than  a  day's  journey  —  and,  within 
my  recollection,  this  timid  creature  has 
been  tracked  and  killed  almost  within  sight 
of  the  town.  The  bear  still  lingers,  in  the 
face  of  a  relentless  foe,  and  one  often  hears 
of  encounters  with  "Bruin"  right  here  in 
the  heart  of  a  populous  area.  Wild  turkeys 
are  still  comparatively  common,  and  the 
abundance  of  other  small  game  suggests 
the  probable  extent  of  savage  resources. 

Huntingdon  was  originally  called  "Stand- 


178  JUNIATA   COLLEGE 

ing  Stone";  later  the  name  was  changed  to 
"Huntingdon"  in  honor  of  Lady  Hunting- 
don, of  England,  who  gave  money  for  mis- 
sionary work  in  this  wild  frontier  region. 
When  I  came  to  the  town  somebody  told 

me  the  name  came 
from  an  Indian  ex- 
pression signifying 
—  "Hunting  is 
done,"  sorrowfully 

uttered  by  the  noble 

. 
warriors    as   they 

saw  the  white  men 
crowding  into  the  valley  and,  bidding  adieu 
to  their  much-loved  soil,  they  passed  to  the 
shadowy  side  of  the  mountain.  I  was  so 
impressed  with  the  beauty  of  the  surround- 
ings and  the  novelty  of  the  name  that  I 
made  a  group  of  sketches  of  the  town  and 
a  few  neighboring  scenes,  surmounting  the 
whole  by  a  melancholy  Indian  and  his  in- 
quiring dog.  When  the  drawings  were  ex- 
hibited to  the  public  (1877)  they  excited 
some  comment  and  led  me  to  the  fact  of 
the  true  origin  of  the  word.  I  always  re- 
gretted that  the  romance  was  taken  out  of 


HUNTINGDON 


179 


the  name,  but,  perchance,  the  memory  of  a 
good  woman  is  as  well  perpetuated  thus. 

The  original  "Standing  Stone,"  fourteen 
feet  high  and  six  inches  square,  bearing 
the  records  of  their  tribe,  was  carried  off 
by  the  Oneida  Indians  when  they  left  the 
valley.  Another  similar  stone  was  set  up 
in  the  same  spot.  A  fragment  of  this 
stone  now  in  Juniata  College  library  was 
found  some  years  ago  in  the  walls  of  an 
old  bake-oven.  Plainly  engraved  upon  it 
are  the  names  of  John  and  Charles  Lukens 
(surveyors),  Thomas  Smith,  and  others  less 
distinct,  and  dates  from  1768  to  1770. 

All  this  —  Indian  associations  and  moun- 
tain surroundings  —  may  have  little  to  do 
in  the  making  of  a  school.  After  these 
years,  I  can  better  understand  why  the 


A  FRAGMENT  OF  STANDING  STONE 


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young  man  born  and  reared  in  the  midst 
of  this  grandeur,  facing  every  morning 
from  his  front  door  the  craggy  heights 
of  Shelving  Rocks  and  Piney  Ridge  and 
catching  the  first  flashes  of  sunlight  on 
the  crested  dome  of  Terrace  Mountain, 
should  have  selected  for  his  address  at 
the  first  public  commencement  of  the 
school,  the  subject:  "Huntingdon  as  a 
Desirable  Place  for  an  Educational  Insti- 
tution." What  he  said  I  never  knew,  but 
what  inspired  his  utterances  I  can  easily 
discern. 

Hawthorne,  in  one  of  his  matchless 
stories,  describes  a  young  man,  who,  year 
after  year,  looked  upon  "The  Great  Stone 
Face"  (hewn  by  the  hand  of  nature  in  the 
rocky  cliff  of  a  great  mountain  gorge), 
until  the  high  ideal  he  associated  with  tne 
image  was  realized  in  his  own  life.  And 
it  is  true,  character  is  insensibly  molded 
and  strengthened  by  physical  surroundings. 
We  cannot  be  too  strongly  impressed  by 
primitive  nature  when  delving  for  truth  and 
struggling  for  mental  development. 

No    one    can    spend    three    years    on    the 


HUNTINGDON  181 

"Hill"  and  drink  in  the  loveliness  from 
every  side  of  Juniata's  walls  and  not  be 
better  and  purer — a  more  sincere  lover 
of  the  beautiful  as  God  made  it,  and  a 
more  heroic  helper  in  the  moral  uplift  of 
man.  And  when  I  hear,  as  I  often  have 
heard,  far  away,  people  speak  of  the  de- 
votion of  "Juniata's  students"  I  can  tell 
them  that  it  is  not  fine  buildings  nor  ex- 
pensive equipment,  not  teachers  more 
learned  than  hundreds  of  other  schools 
have,  but  that  it  is  the  surroundings 
which  temper  the  mind,  and  an  influence 
not  readily  accounted  for  shapes  the  life 
and  intensifies  the  interests. 


AN   AFTER   WORD 


0 


,UITE  beyond  the 
limits  of  all  early 
expectation  has  this 
little  narrative  grown. 
The  first  chapters  were 
written  for  the  entertain- 
ment of  a  few  friends 
and  the  instruction  of  my 
own  children,  during  a 
long  period  of  convalescence  from  fever. 
The  appreciation  and  encouragement  of 
these  friends  have  multiplied  pages  and 
extended  the  scope  of  the  story.  And 
now  that  the  work  is  done,  sketchy  and 
fragmentary  as  it  must  necessarily  be,  I 
can  but  commit  it  to  the  sympathetic  con- 
sideration of  those  who  know  the  cost  and 
sacrifice  involved  in  every  philanthropic 
effort.  The  cause  of  Christian  education 
is  sufficient  to  commend  to  the  good  will 
of  the  world  at  large  an  enterprise  devoted 
to  that  high  purpose.  It  is  hoped  these 

182 


AN  AFTER   WORD  183 

efforts  to  preserve  from  oblivion  a  few 
facts  and  incidents  of  the  history  of  Juni- 
ata  College  may  not  pass  without  apprecia- 
tion from  those  who  have  shared  its  bene- 
fits and  aided  in  its  upbuilding. 

Even  now  the  growth  of  Juniata  seems 
like  a  dream,  and  yet  it  is  true  !  Step  by 
step,  with  the  hopefulness  of  pioneer  ef- 
fort, always,  the  struggle  has  not  been 
without  its  pleasure  nor  the  pain  without 
its  compensation.  The  visible  results  are 
only  incidental  to  the  nobility  of  character 
wrought  out  under  these  benign  influences. 


J  i  MATA    COLLEGE,  HUNTINGDON,  PA. 
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